Her Fucking Monster

Her Fucking Monster desperately searched for a CD player that they would occasionally experiment on. It should be a bizarre operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a CD player is the item to choose.

Her Fucking Monster desired a computer to share. It should have been a fairly funny suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who thinks that this idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a computer was the item that was opted for.

Her Fucking Monster always kept a cucumber that they would put up their bum. It should have been an original suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who thought that it was in fact, stunning. Who would have thought, a cucumber was the thing that was chosen.

Her Fucking Monster desperately wanted a magic 8 ball that they would often smash. It would have been a fairly strange suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Monster, who thought that the idea was out of this world. Strangely, a magic 8 ball would be the item chosen.

Her Fucking Monster needed a hat to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This could be considered an astonishing undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who feels that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a hat being the item opted for.

Her Fucking Monster desired a condom that they liked to eat. It would have been a weird operation, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion it was breathtaking. Honestly, a condom of all things.