My Crazy Dildo

My Crazy Dildo wanted a cup that they sometimes put on his head. It was considered to be an extraordinary suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Dildo, who felt that this idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a cup would be the item chosen.

My Crazy Dildo desperately desired a rubber johnny that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is a somewhat surprising thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Dildo, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber johnny is the thing to select.

My Crazy Dildo wanted a pencil sharpener that they would often hug. It should have been an unusual exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Dildo, who felt that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a pencil sharpener was the chosen thing.

My Crazy Dildo owned a sack of potatoes that they would often throw. This seems to be a fairly curious thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Dildo, who thought that this idea was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a sack of potatoes being the chosen item.

My Crazy Dildo owned a computer that they would occasionally cuddle. It should have been a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Dildo, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a computer would be the chosen thing.

My Crazy Dildo desperately wanted a sponge to eat. This might appear to be a surprising suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Dildo, who felt that the idea was breathtaking. Honestly, a sponge is the thing to select.