Their Fucking Bird

Their Fucking Bird craved for a pint of beer that they would often embrace. It might have been a fairly surprising undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Bird, who expected it was amazing. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer of all things.

Their Fucking Bird always kept a toilet brush that they would sleep with. One might find this to be a weird and wonderful suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Bird, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a toilet brush is the thing to choose.

Their Fucking Bird craved for a pen to break. It should have been a fairly exciting undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Bird, who felt it would be spectacular. A pen being the item opted for.

Their Fucking Bird owned a can of Dr Pepper that they sometimes drop. This could be considered a fairly astonishing approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Bird, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a can of Dr Pepper would be the thing that was selected.

Their Fucking Bird desperately needed a stapler to smash. It would have been a fairly new proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Bird, who feels that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a stapler was the chosen item.

Their Fucking Bird wanted a cup to share. One might say this is a strange exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Bird, who feels that this idea is awesome. Remarkably, a cup was the item that was opted for.