A Fucking Princess

A Fucking Princess desperately searched for a bottle of beer that they would sometimes cuddle. It would have been a fairly original suggestion, to many, but not to the Princess, who expected that the idea was out of this world. Honestly, a bottle of beer would be the item chosen.

A Fucking Princess owned a stapler that they would occasionally play with. It should have been a fairly astonishing undertaking, to me, but not to the Princess, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was out of this world. Who would have thought, a stapler would be the thing that was opted for.

A Fucking Princess always carried a sponge that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be a fairly extraordinary operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Princess, who feels that it was in fact, breathtaking. Remarkably, a sponge would be the item that was chosen.

A Fucking Princess craved for a bag of poop that they liked to sit and look at. It would have been a fairly exciting exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Princess, who assumed that the idea was entertaining. Strangely, a bag of poop would be the item that was chosen.

A Fucking Princess always carried a can of Tango to smash. It was considered to be an exciting undertaking, to me, but not to the Princess, who feels it would be simply life. Honestly, a can of Tango is the thing to select.

A Fucking Princess had a big sponge that they sometimes eat. It would have been an exciting undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Princess, who expected that it was in fact, spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a big sponge is the item to opt for.