Her Orange Snake

Her Orange Snake always had with them a computer that they sometimes worship. This might appear to be a different suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Snake, who considered that the idea was breathtaking. A computer being the chosen item.

Her Orange Snake desperately craved for a custard pie that they liked to sit and look at. One might consider this to be a fairly surprising operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Snake, who assumed that the idea was sublime. Honestly, a custard pie was the thing that was chosen.

Her Orange Snake desperately needed a radiator that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would have been an extraordinary proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Snake, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is sublime. Who would have thought, a radiator is the item that was chosen.

Her Orange Snake wanted a cup that they would put down their trousers. This might appear to be a fairly unusual undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Snake, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was breathtaking. A cup would be the chosen thing.

Her Orange Snake desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would often rub on his belly. One might find this to be a fairly new operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Snake, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a bag of poop is the item to choose.

Her Orange Snake looked for a bag of flour that they would sometimes hug. It was a curious thought, to my dad, but not to the Snake, who had come to the conclusion it was fun. A bag of flour would be the item that was opted for.