Fucking Nerd

Fucking Nerd always carried a hat that they sometimes rub on his belly. It would have been a fairly exciting action, to me and my children, but not to the Nerd, who assumed it was sublime. Honestly, a hat being the thing opted for.

Fucking Nerd craved for a rubber chicken that they would put down their trousers. This might appear to be an unusual thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Nerd, who felt that this idea is entertaining. Remarkably, a rubber chicken being the item selected.

Fucking Nerd desperately looked for a cup that they would often put down their trousers. It would be a fairly weird undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Nerd, who expected it would be magnificent. Who would have imagined, a cup was the chosen item.

Fucking Nerd desperately craved for a spade that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It might be a different exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Nerd, who assumed that it was in fact, spectacular. Bizarrely, a spade was the thing that was selected.

Fucking Nerd desperately needed a little monkey that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would be a curious action, to me, but not to the Nerd, who considered that the idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a little monkey was the chosen item.

Fucking Nerd often carried a cheese grater that they sometimes experiment on. It would be a new action, to everybody you know, but not to the Nerd, who thought it would be fun. A cheese grater is the item to choose.