My Fucking Worm

My Fucking Worm found a vibrator that they liked to throw. This seems a fairly astonishing thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who thought that the idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a vibrator was the thing that was chosen.

My Fucking Worm owned a ball that they liked to play with. One might find this to be a fairly funny thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Worm, who felt it would be stunning. Strangely, a ball was the item that was opted for.

My Fucking Worm had a pint of cider that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It was considered to be an astonishing activity, to many, but not to the Worm, who felt that this idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a pint of cider having that done to it

My Fucking Worm needed a melon to embrace. It would be a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Worm, who expected that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a melon would be the thing that was opted for.

My Fucking Worm desperately looked for a Harry Potter wand that they liked to play with. It is considered to be a fairly strange approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Worm, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, miraculous. Who would have imagined, a Harry Potter wand was the thing that was selected.

My Fucking Worm desperately looked for a teapot that they would sometimes put up their bum. This could be considered a fairly exciting suggestion, to you, but not to the Worm, who expected it was entertaining. Strangely, a teapot was the item that was selected.