The Worrisome Servant

The Worrisome Servant desperately needed a custard pie to hug. This could be considered a fairly new operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Servant, who considered that this idea is entertaining. A custard pie was the item that was selected.

The Worrisome Servant desperately needed a can of Dr Pepper that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It was an exciting undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Servant, who thinks that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper was the thing that was opted for.

The Worrisome Servant desperately looked for a cucumber that they liked to put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a fairly extraordinary idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Servant, who assumed that it was in fact, simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a cucumber was the item that was chosen.

The Worrisome Servant desperately wanted a pen that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would be a surprising action, to me and my wife, but not to the Servant, who thinks it was sublime. Remarkably, a pen was the thing that was chosen.

The Worrisome Servant always had with them a can of Tango that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It would be a fairly curious exercise, to you and me, but not to the Servant, who felt that this idea is wonderful. A can of Tango was the chosen thing.

The Worrisome Servant desperately wanted a magic 8 ball that they would smash. It might be a fairly odd exercise, to my dad, but not to the Servant, who considered that the idea was wonderous. A magic 8 ball was the item that was chosen.