My Troubled Lunatic

My Troubled Lunatic desperately needed a ball that they would drop. One might consider this to be a fairly funny undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Lunatic, who thinks that it was in fact, entertaining. Bizarrely, a ball was the item that was opted for.

My Troubled Lunatic carried a porno magazine that they liked to share. It was a fairly astonishing activity, to my mum, but not to the Lunatic, who thinks that this idea is fun. Strangely, a porno magazine is the thing that was chosen.

My Troubled Lunatic desperately needed a custard pie that they would often throw. This could be considered a weird exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Lunatic, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie of all things.

My Troubled Lunatic needed a can of Tango to cuddle. This seems to be a weird and wonderful action, to me and my children, but not to the Lunatic, who had decided that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a can of Tango would be the item chosen.

My Troubled Lunatic desperately wanted a can of Tango that they would occasionally worship. One might say this is a fairly unusual thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Lunatic, who felt it was fun. Who would have thought, a can of Tango was the chosen item.

My Troubled Lunatic desperately searched for a bag of flour that they would smash. It would be a fairly different suggestion, to many, but not to the Lunatic, who expected that this idea is awesome. Who would have thought, a bag of flour is the thing to select.