Their Fucking Scammer

Their Fucking Scammer craved for a mug that they would often throw. It was a weird action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Scammer, who considered that the idea was the most awesome idea. A mug is the thing to choose.

Their Fucking Scammer wanted a can of Dr Pepper that they would put up their bum. It should be a fairly different exercise, to my mum, but not to the Scammer, who feels that this idea is awesome. A can of Dr Pepper was the item that was selected.

Their Fucking Scammer had a ball that they would occasionally sit and look at. One might say this is a fairly weird action, to you, but not to the Scammer, who thinks that the idea was fun. Strangely, a ball would be the chosen thing.

Their Fucking Scammer wanted a spade that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. This could be considered a fairly new thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Scammer, who feels that it was in fact, stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a spade is the thing to opt for.

Their Fucking Scammer craved for a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes annihilate One might find this to be an extraordinary undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Scammer, who assumed it was exciting. Strangely, a magic 8 ball was the thing that was opted for.

Their Fucking Scammer craved for a custard pie that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. This seems to be an odd suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Scammer, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was miraculous. Strangely, a custard pie is the item to select.