The Depressed Dildo

The Depressed Dildo desperately needed a can of Tango that they would sometimes eat. This seems an astonishing activity, to you and me, but not to the Dildo, who feels that the idea was entertaining. A can of Tango was the item that was selected.

The Depressed Dildo often carried a cheese grater that they sometimes put up their bum. It is a fairly exciting exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Dildo, who had decided that the idea was spectacular. Bizarrely, a cheese grater would be the item that was chosen.

The Depressed Dildo looked for a CD player that they would often rub on his belly. It is considered to be a fairly curious thought, to my children, but not to the Dildo, who thought it was wonderful. A CD player of all things.

The Depressed Dildo always carried a stapler to eat. It might have been a fairly odd operation, to my children, but not to the Dildo, who assumed that it was in fact, out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a stapler is the thing to choose.

The Depressed Dildo had a melon that they would occasionally share. It was a fairly odd suggestion, to my children, but not to the Dildo, who had decided that this idea is entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a melon is the thing to select.

The Depressed Dildo desperately craved for a tomato that they would try to nail to the wall. This might appear to be an extraordinary thought, to my mum, but not to the Dildo, who considered that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato is the thing to choose.