My Colourful Dildo

My Colourful Dildo desperately desired a helmet that they would sometimes insert somewhere. This could be considered a fairly original suggestion, to me, but not to the Dildo, who thinks it was entertaining. Remarkably, a helmet is the thing to choose.

My Colourful Dildo desperately craved for a custard pie that they liked to smash. This could be considered a somewhat surprising thing to do, to many, but not to the Dildo, who thinks that this idea was fun. Strangely, a custard pie of all things.

My Colourful Dildo always carried a bag of poop to watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might consider this to be a bizarre thing to do, to me, but not to the Dildo, who thought it was stunning. A bag of poop being the thing selected.

My Colourful Dildo often carried a sword that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a peculiar exercise, to me, but not to the Dildo, who had decided that this idea is amazing. A sword would be the thing that was chosen.

My Colourful Dildo desired a block of cheese that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be an original operation, to some, but not to the Dildo, who expected that it was in fact, epic. You wouldnt have thought, a block of cheese is the thing that was chosen.

My Colourful Dildo needed a cup that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly a curious approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Dildo, who considered it would be spectacular. Who would have thought, a cup is the thing to select.