The Confused Poodle

The Confused Poodle desperately searched for a wig that they would put down their trousers. It might have been a new activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have thought, a wig was the thing that was opted for.

The Confused Poodle found a sword to experiment on. It might be a fairly surprising thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Poodle, who had decided it was stunning. Who would have thought, a sword of all things.

The Confused Poodle often carried a computer that they liked to share. It would be a new action, to my dad, but not to the Poodle, who thought it was awe-inspring. A computer is the item to opt for.

The Confused Poodle owned a porno magazine that they sometimes hug. One might say this is a fairly funny action, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who expected that the idea was exciting. Remarkably, a porno magazine was the chosen item.

The Confused Poodle desperately wanted a vibrator that they would occasionally put up their bum. This might appear to be a bizarre operation, to many, but not to the Poodle, who had decided it would be wonderous. Bizarrely, a vibrator was the item that was opted for.

The Confused Poodle desperately craved for a sword that they liked to try to balance on their head. This could be considered a new operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Poodle, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a sword is the item that was chosen.