My Dodgy Aftab

My Dodgy Aftab desperately searched for a pint of beer that they would sometimes cuddle. This is certainly a fairly unusual idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Aftab, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. A pint of beer is the thing that was chosen.

My Dodgy Aftab desperately desired a CD player that they sometimes rub on his belly. It should have been a fairly extraordinary thing to do, to you, but not to the Aftab, who thought that this idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a CD player was the item that was selected.

My Dodgy Aftab owned a bag of poop that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be an extraordinary activity, to some, but not to the Aftab, who feels that this idea is awesome. Honestly, a bag of poop is the item that was chosen.

My Dodgy Aftab craved for a custard pie to play with. It would be a peculiar operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie is the thing to choose.

My Dodgy Aftab desperately needed a pen to play with. This is certainly a fairly bizarre exercise, to me, but not to the Aftab, who feels that the idea was magnificent. Strangely, a pen was the thing that was selected.

My Dodgy Aftab had a sponge that they sometimes put on his head. This might appear to be a curious proposal, to some, but not to the Aftab, who had decided that the idea was spectacular. Strangely, a sponge was the thing that was chosen.