My Depressed Dildo

My Depressed Dildo searched for a chocolate bar that they sometimes demolish. This seems to be a fairly surprising exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Dildo, who felt it was epic. Who would have thought, a chocolate bar is the thing that was chosen.

My Depressed Dildo owned a melon that they would often put down their trousers. This seems to be a fairly unusual thought, to you and me, but not to the Dildo, who expected that the idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a melon was the thing that was opted for.

My Depressed Dildo desperately looked for a bottle of beer that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. This might appear to be a fairly odd activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Dildo, who expected that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a bottle of beer was the item that was opted for.

My Depressed Dildo desired a cup that they would often sit and look at. It might have been a fairly extraordinary exercise, to you and me, but not to the Dildo, who thought it was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a cup would be the chosen thing.

My Depressed Dildo always had with them a tomato that they would occasionally demolish. It was a curious action, to my grandma, but not to the Dildo, who expected that this idea is entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a tomato is the thing that was chosen.

My Depressed Dildo always had with them a can of Tango that they would sleep with. It is an exciting operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Dildo, who felt it would be the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a can of Tango is the item that was chosen.