Their Grumpy Dildo

Their Grumpy Dildo carried a tomato that they liked to break. It might be a fairly odd proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Dildo, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a tomato is the item to choose.

Their Grumpy Dildo wanted a computer that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It would have been a fairly unusual undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Dildo, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a computer being the item opted for.

Their Grumpy Dildo found a piece of paper that they would often smash. It might have been a fairly strange approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Dildo, who had decided that this idea was out of this world. A piece of paper was the thing that was opted for.

Their Grumpy Dildo always kept a sack of potatoes that they would often embrace. It should be an extraordinary approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Dildo, who thinks it was awesome. Strangely, a sack of potatoes being the item opted for.

Their Grumpy Dildo looked for a CD player to rub on his belly. This might appear to be a fairly new thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Dildo, who thinks it was spectacular. Remarkably, a CD player being the chosen thing.

Their Grumpy Dildo desperately wanted a piece of paper that they would occasionally smash. It was a weird approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Dildo, who had decided it was breathtaking. A piece of paper is the thing to choose.