A Fucking Viper

A Fucking Viper looked for a hat that they would sometimes drop. It might be a weird and wonderful thought, to you and me, but not to the Viper, who feels that the idea was fun. A hat was the chosen item.

A Fucking Viper often carried a cucumber that they liked to smash. This seems to be a funny activity, to my grandma, but not to the Viper, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Strangely, a cucumber would be the thing that was chosen.

A Fucking Viper craved for a Harry Potter wand that they would often throw. It would have been an astonishing action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Viper, who thinks it was breathtaking. Remarkably, a Harry Potter wand is the thing to choose.

A Fucking Viper always carried a wig that they would often rub on his belly. It was a fairly different thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Viper, who had decided that this idea is epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a wig would be the item chosen.

A Fucking Viper always kept a cucumber that they would sometimes experiment on. It was a fairly strange suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Viper, who thinks it would be wonderful. Remarkably, a cucumber is the item to opt for.

A Fucking Viper desperately wanted a piece of paper that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is a fairly surprising idea, to me, but not to the Viper, who feels that it was in fact, wonderous. Bizarrely, a piece of paper is the item to opt for.