The Fucking Scammer

The Fucking Scammer looked for a custard pie that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This seems to be a fairly exciting idea, to me, but not to the Scammer, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, amazing. A custard pie was the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking Scammer always had with them a bag of poop that they liked to put in the bath with him. It would have been a different suggestion, to you, but not to the Scammer, who felt that this idea is awe-inspring. Remarkably, a bag of poop is the thing that was chosen.

The Fucking Scammer wanted a porno magazine that they would sometimes experiment on. It is an astonishing undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Scammer, who feels it was epic. A porno magazine being the thing opted for.

The Fucking Scammer desperately craved for a sack of potatoes to hug. It might have been a fairly curious proposal, to my mum, but not to the Scammer, who felt that it was in fact, simply life. A sack of potatoes being the item opted for.

The Fucking Scammer found a melon that they sometimes sit and look at. It might be a fairly new suggestion, to my children, but not to the Scammer, who feels that this idea is breathtaking. Strangely, a melon is the item to choose.

The Fucking Scammer desperately needed a bat that they liked to put on his head. One might find this to be a fairly curious exercise, to many, but not to the Scammer, who had decided that it was in fact, amazing. Who would have imagined, a bat is the item to choose.