Her Depressed Dildo

Her Depressed Dildo craved for a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes put on his head. It should have been a fairly surprising activity, to you and me, but not to the Dildo, who expected that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a magic 8 ball would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Depressed Dildo found a pen that they would occasionally embrace. It is an odd idea, to me, but not to the Dildo, who expected that it was in fact, sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a pen was the item that was chosen.

Her Depressed Dildo desperately searched for a sword that they would often drop. One might consider this to be a surprising idea, to me and my children, but not to the Dildo, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a sword is the thing to choose.

Her Depressed Dildo desperately looked for a bottle of beer that they sometimes smash. It might have been an astonishing thought, to my mum, but not to the Dildo, who considered that the idea was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a bottle of beer would be the item chosen.

Her Depressed Dildo searched for a cup that they would occasionally sleep with. It is a fairly curious exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Dildo, who thinks that it was in fact, fun. Remarkably, a cup is the item to select.

Her Depressed Dildo desired a radiator to try to nail to the wall. One might say this is an extraordinary thought, to me and my children, but not to the Dildo, who considered that the idea was awesome. Honestly, a radiator was the chosen item.