My Troubled Snake

My Troubled Snake craved for a cup that they would sometimes eat. It was considered to be a different idea, to some, but not to the Snake, who assumed that it was in fact, amazing. Honestly, a cup is the thing to select.

My Troubled Snake desperately desired a pint of beer that they would often sleep with. It might have been a fairly weird idea, to my dad, but not to the Snake, who expected it would be spectacular. A pint of beer would be the thing that was chosen.

My Troubled Snake desperately needed a mug that they would occasionally put up their bum. It is a somewhat surprising proposal, to my dad, but not to the Snake, who assumed it would be exciting. Bizarrely, a mug was the item that was selected.

My Troubled Snake desperately needed a hat that they would sometimes worship. It should have been a curious idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Snake, who considered that it was in fact, awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a hat was the thing that was selected.

My Troubled Snake always carried a porno magazine that they would often put on his head. This is certainly a peculiar approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Snake, who considered it was out of this world. Bizarrely, a porno magazine of all things.

My Troubled Snake always carried a pencil sharpener that they would experiment on. It is a weird thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Snake, who expected that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a pencil sharpener is the thing to opt for.