Fucking Lunatic

Fucking Lunatic wanted a pint of cider that they would sit and look at. One might say this is a funny action, to me and my children, but not to the Lunatic, who assumed that the idea was amazing. Honestly, a pint of cider is the thing that was chosen.

Fucking Lunatic often carried a vibrator that they would smash. This is certainly a fairly surprising exercise, to my children, but not to the Lunatic, who had decided it was exciting. Remarkably, a vibrator of all things.

Fucking Lunatic desperately wanted a rubber chicken to drop. This seems a surprising exercise, to my children, but not to the Lunatic, who assumed it would be entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber chicken would be the item that was chosen.

Fucking Lunatic desperately searched for a tomato to put down their trousers. One might say this is a funny action, to my grandpa, but not to the Lunatic, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was spectacular. A tomato being the thing selected.

Fucking Lunatic looked for a bag of flour that they sometimes cuddle. This is certainly a peculiar suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Lunatic, who feels that this idea was out of this world. Remarkably, a bag of flour is the item that was chosen.

Fucking Lunatic desperately desired a lava lamp that they would often worship. It might be a bizarre thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Lunatic, who considered that this idea was stunning. A lava lamp of all things.