My Fucking Gremlin

My Fucking Gremlin owned a lava lamp that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might consider this to be a fairly exciting activity, to some, but not to the Gremlin, who had come to the conclusion it was sublime. Who would have imagined, a lava lamp would be the thing that was chosen.

My Fucking Gremlin often carried a can of Tango to sit and look at. It might have been a fairly surprising thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Gremlin, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is simply life. Who would have imagined, a can of Tango being the thing selected.

My Fucking Gremlin needed a condom that they would sometimes play with. One might consider this to be an astonishing thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Gremlin, who expected it would be spectacular. Bizarrely, a condom would be the item chosen.

My Fucking Gremlin needed a crown that they would sometimes break. This could be considered a somewhat surprising thought, to me and my children, but not to the Gremlin, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a crown being the chosen item.

My Fucking Gremlin desperately looked for a porno magazine to sleep with. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing operation, to me, but not to the Gremlin, who considered it would be out of this world. Bizarrely, a porno magazine would be the thing that was opted for.

My Fucking Gremlin desperately craved for a cup that they sometimes eat. One might find this to be an unusual activity, to my children, but not to the Gremlin, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, fun. Who would have thought, a cup of all things.