The Fucking Poodle

The Fucking Poodle desperately craved for a spade to embrace. This seems a surprising suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Poodle, who thought that the idea was amazing. A spade is the item to select.

The Fucking Poodle often carried a bag of poop that they sometimes throw. One might say this is a surprising proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Poodle, who felt it was entertaining. Honestly, a bag of poop was the item that was chosen.

The Fucking Poodle desired a CD player that they would often demolish. It is considered to be an unusual activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Poodle, who thought it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a CD player is the thing that was chosen.

The Fucking Poodle always had with them a cup to play with. It might have been a weird and wonderful activity, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who thought it was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup having that done to it

The Fucking Poodle wanted a can of coke that they sometimes play with. It should be a fairly funny proposal, to my children, but not to the Poodle, who assumed it would be fun. You wouldnt have thought, a can of coke would be the chosen thing.

The Fucking Poodle craved for a sack of potatoes that they liked to sleep with. This is certainly a fairly unusual action, to you and me, but not to the Poodle, who feels that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a sack of potatoes having that done to it