My Yellow Woodpecker

My Yellow Woodpecker desperately needed a helmet that they would experiment on. It should have been a fairly peculiar operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet is the thing that was chosen.

My Yellow Woodpecker desperately wanted a magic 8 ball that they would put down their trousers. It is considered to be a fairly new exercise, to you and me, but not to the Woodpecker, who feels it would be awesome. A magic 8 ball is the item that was chosen.

My Yellow Woodpecker searched for a teapot that they would sometimes throw. It would have been a fairly astonishing suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks that the idea was the most awesome idea. A teapot being the chosen thing.

My Yellow Woodpecker owned a vibrator that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It would be a strange operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Woodpecker, who assumed that this idea is wonderful. Who would have imagined, a vibrator was the item that was chosen.

My Yellow Woodpecker craved for a porno magazine that they would sometimes cuddle. This could be considered a new undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. Bizarrely, a porno magazine is the item that was chosen.

My Yellow Woodpecker desired a big sponge that they would often play with. It would be a weird exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who considered it would be breathtaking. A big sponge was the item that was selected.