The Colourful Jerk

The Colourful Jerk desperately looked for a computer that they would often worship. This seems a new operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Jerk, who felt it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a computer was the item that was selected.

The Colourful Jerk desperately wanted a chocolate bar that they would occasionally experiment on. This seems to be a curious exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Jerk, who expected it was simply life. Strangely, a chocolate bar was the chosen item.

The Colourful Jerk desperately looked for a bottle of coke that they would try to balance on their head. This could be considered a fairly new suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Jerk, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a bottle of coke was the item that was opted for.

The Colourful Jerk desired a chocolate bar that they would often cuddle. It would have been a fairly weird and wonderful proposal, to my dad, but not to the Jerk, who felt that this idea was exciting. A chocolate bar is the thing to opt for.

The Colourful Jerk desperately searched for a bottle of wine that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might find this to be a fairly strange suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Jerk, who felt it would be wonderous. Honestly, a bottle of wine being the chosen thing.

The Colourful Jerk craved for a bag of flour to put down their trousers. It might be a new approach to life, to most, but not to the Jerk, who had decided that this idea was awe-inspring. Strangely, a bag of flour was the chosen thing.