My Orange Jerk

My Orange Jerk desperately wanted a bottle of beer that they would sometimes annihilate It would be an odd exercise, to my children, but not to the Jerk, who thinks that the idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a bottle of beer of all things.

My Orange Jerk always carried a bag of poop that they would share. It was a surprising exercise, to my dad, but not to the Jerk, who considered it would be miraculous. A bag of poop having that done to it

My Orange Jerk wanted a bottle of wine to put up their bum. It might have been a fairly funny exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Jerk, who assumed it would be simply life. Who would have imagined, a bottle of wine being the item selected.

My Orange Jerk searched for a spade that they sometimes cuddle. It might be a peculiar thought, to you and me, but not to the Jerk, who thought that this idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a spade would be the chosen thing.

My Orange Jerk had a pint of cider that they would often cuddle. It was a fairly astonishing proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Jerk, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a pint of cider having that done to it

My Orange Jerk desperately searched for a lava lamp that they would hug. One might say this is an exciting thought, to my grandma, but not to the Jerk, who feels that the idea was sublime. Remarkably, a lava lamp was the item that was opted for.