My Weary Woodpecker

My Weary Woodpecker craved for a dildo that they would rub on his belly. This could be considered a fairly surprising activity, to you and me, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks that the idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a dildo would be the item that was chosen.

My Weary Woodpecker desperately desired a porno magazine that they would sit and look at. This could be considered an exciting undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Woodpecker, who considered it was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a porno magazine was the thing that was chosen.

My Weary Woodpecker always had with them a set square that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It would be a fairly funny activity, to my children, but not to the Woodpecker, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a set square is the thing to choose.

My Weary Woodpecker wanted a piece of paper that they would occasionally sleep with. It was a bizarre thing to do, to some, but not to the Woodpecker, who felt that this idea is wonderful. Remarkably, a piece of paper is the item to opt for.

My Weary Woodpecker desired a melon that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This might appear to be a bizarre proposal, to some, but not to the Woodpecker, who had come to the conclusion it would be awesome. A melon would be the chosen thing.

My Weary Woodpecker desperately searched for a can of Tango that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. It might have been an extraordinary approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Woodpecker, who feels that this idea is epic. A can of Tango having that done to it