The Nervous Scammer

The Nervous Scammer always had with them a stapler that they sometimes demolish. It was considered to be a curious exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Scammer, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was sublime. Strangely, a stapler is the item to opt for.

The Nervous Scammer desperately needed a bag of poop that they sometimes demolish. This seems to be a fairly surprising suggestion, to some, but not to the Scammer, who thought that the idea was spectacular. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop of all things.

The Nervous Scammer needed a cucumber that they would sit and look at. It is considered to be an extraordinary idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Scammer, who expected that this idea is amazing. Honestly, a cucumber would be the item chosen.

The Nervous Scammer needed a rubber chicken that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It would have been a weird idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Scammer, who thinks that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a rubber chicken is the item to select.

The Nervous Scammer desired a computer that they would occasionally embrace. One might consider this to be an extraordinary operation, to me and my children, but not to the Scammer, who feels that this idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a computer of all things.

The Nervous Scammer desperately needed a block of cheese that they would often try to balance on their head. This could be considered a curious activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Scammer, who thinks that the idea was wonderous. A block of cheese of all things.