Fucking Alien

Fucking Alien craved for a can of coke that they would occasionally smash. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Alien, who thinks that this idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a can of coke being the chosen item.

Fucking Alien craved for a pencil sharpener that they liked to cuddle. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing action, to my grandpa, but not to the Alien, who assumed that the idea was sublime. Honestly, a pencil sharpener was the item that was selected.

Fucking Alien needed a toilet brush that they liked to put on his head. This seems to be an odd idea, to me and my children, but not to the Alien, who thought that it was in fact, simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a toilet brush would be the chosen thing.

Fucking Alien desperately looked for a crown that they would sometimes hug. This might appear to be a fairly new operation, to my grandma, but not to the Alien, who felt that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a crown was the item that was opted for.

Fucking Alien carried a dildo that they sometimes cuddle. It is an exciting exercise, to some, but not to the Alien, who had decided that it was in fact, entertaining. Remarkably, a dildo would be the thing that was chosen.

Fucking Alien desperately searched for a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally put up their bum. One might consider this to be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Alien, who had decided that this idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a Harry Potter wand of all things.