My Fucking Snake

My Fucking Snake searched for a chocolate bar that they would sometimes cuddle. It might be a fairly weird proposal, to my dad, but not to the Snake, who feels that the idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a chocolate bar of all things.

My Fucking Snake desperately looked for a computer to put down their trousers. This seems to be a fairly extraordinary exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Snake, who thinks that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a computer of all things.

My Fucking Snake searched for a mug that they would occasionally play with. This seems to be a fairly exciting activity, to my mum, but not to the Snake, who had decided it was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a mug being the chosen thing.

My Fucking Snake owned a pint of cider that they liked to worship. One might consider this to be an extraordinary thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Snake, who thought that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider being the item opted for.

My Fucking Snake often carried a pencil sharpener that they liked to put down their trousers. It would be a fairly astonishing operation, to some, but not to the Snake, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Strangely, a pencil sharpener being the chosen item.

My Fucking Snake wanted a sponge that they liked to put in the bath with him. One might say this is an original suggestion, to many, but not to the Snake, who expected that this idea was awesome. A sponge would be the chosen thing.