Their Fucking Jerk

Their Fucking Jerk searched for a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally play with. One might find this to be a fairly funny operation, to many, but not to the Jerk, who considered it would be magnificent. A can of Dr Pepper was the item that was opted for.

Their Fucking Jerk wanted a pint of beer that they would occasionally hug. This is certainly a fairly original action, to my children, but not to the Jerk, who considered it was magnificent. Remarkably, a pint of beer would be the item chosen.

Their Fucking Jerk carried a bag of flour that they would sometimes cuddle. It was considered to be a fairly funny proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Jerk, who had decided it would be stunning. Who would have thought, a bag of flour being the thing selected.

Their Fucking Jerk desperately looked for a bottle of beer that they liked to sleep with. It was an odd undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Jerk, who felt that the idea was miraculous. Remarkably, a bottle of beer is the thing to select.

Their Fucking Jerk often carried a melon that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This might appear to be a fairly curious idea, to most, but not to the Jerk, who thought that this idea is sublime. Strangely, a melon would be the item that was selected.

Their Fucking Jerk often carried a custard pie that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. This seems to be a fairly different operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Jerk, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a custard pie being the chosen item.