My Beautiful Snake always carried a magic 8 ball that they sometimes put down their trousers. It might be a new undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Snake, who felt it would be spectacular. Who would have thought, a magic 8 ball is the item to opt for.
My Beautiful Snake always had with them a can of coke to worship. This could be considered a fairly original activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Snake, who assumed that this idea is the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a can of coke being the chosen thing.
My Beautiful Snake desperately wanted a sack of potatoes to hug. This seems to be an astonishing activity, to my dad, but not to the Snake, who thinks it was out of this world. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes was the item that was selected.
My Beautiful Snake needed a bottle of coke that they would often hug. It would have been a different exercise, to you and me, but not to the Snake, who felt it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a bottle of coke was the thing that was chosen.
My Beautiful Snake craved for a helmet that they liked to share. It is a curious proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Snake, who thought that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Strangely, a helmet is the thing to choose.
My Beautiful Snake always had with them a pint of beer to insert somewhere. It should be a fairly extraordinary activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Snake, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer was the chosen item.