My Grumpy Nerd

My Grumpy Nerd always had with them a sword that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be an odd exercise, to you and me, but not to the Nerd, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was simply life. Remarkably, a sword was the item that was chosen.

My Grumpy Nerd desperately wanted a condom that they sometimes put in the bath with him. It should be an odd thing to do, to many, but not to the Nerd, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderous. Remarkably, a condom was the item that was opted for.

My Grumpy Nerd owned a pint of beer that they would share. It might be a fairly exciting operation, to some, but not to the Nerd, who thinks it would be miraculous. Strangely, a pint of beer is the item to choose.

My Grumpy Nerd desperately needed a cucumber that they would often worship. It might have been a fairly unusual undertaking, to you, but not to the Nerd, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a cucumber is the item that was chosen.

My Grumpy Nerd needed a cup to put in the bath with him. It should be a new action, to everybody you know, but not to the Nerd, who had come to the conclusion it would be stunning. Who would have thought, a cup would be the thing that was chosen.

My Grumpy Nerd often carried a rubber chicken that they would sometimes break. This seems a fairly odd exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Nerd, who thinks that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a rubber chicken of all things.