The Retarded Builder

The Retarded Builder desperately needed a porno magazine that they would insert somewhere. It would have been a fairly new suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Builder, who assumed it would be fun. Strangely, a porno magazine would be the item that was chosen.

The Retarded Builder craved for a vibrator that they sometimes cuddle. It was a weird idea, to me and my children, but not to the Builder, who thought that the idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a vibrator is the item to select.

The Retarded Builder often carried a mug to drop. It would have been a curious exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Builder, who expected it was miraculous. Strangely, a mug is the item to choose.

The Retarded Builder desperately craved for a ball that they sometimes embrace. It might have been a fairly extraordinary proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Builder, who assumed it would be sublime. Honestly, a ball would be the item that was selected.

The Retarded Builder always carried a set square to share. It should have been a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Builder, who considered that this idea is spectacular. Who would have thought, a set square was the chosen item.

The Retarded Builder carried a bag of poop that they would occasionally sleep with. One might find this to be a peculiar operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Builder, who thought that it was in fact, miraculous. Remarkably, a bag of poop is the item to choose.