Their Fucking Scammer

Their Fucking Scammer desperately looked for a custard pie to hug. It would have been a surprising proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Scammer, who expected that the idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a custard pie was the item that was chosen.

Their Fucking Scammer desperately searched for a painting of a melon that they would sometimes sleep with. It is a weird operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Scammer, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, awesome. Honestly, a painting of a melon would be the item that was selected.

Their Fucking Scammer desperately needed a bag of poop that they would sometimes hug. This is certainly a fairly funny action, to my dad, but not to the Scammer, who expected that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop being the thing opted for.

Their Fucking Scammer desired a pint of beer that they would sit and look at. It should have been a fairly odd exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Scammer, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is entertaining. Strangely, a pint of beer is the item to opt for.

Their Fucking Scammer desired a cucumber that they would occasionally experiment on. One might consider this to be a fairly weird undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Scammer, who feels that the idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber would be the item chosen.

Their Fucking Scammer always kept a little monkey that they would often drop. One might say this is a curious undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Scammer, who felt that the idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a little monkey being the thing selected.