Her Big Woodpecker

Her Big Woodpecker desperately craved for a crown that they would break. It should be a fairly odd thought, to most, but not to the Woodpecker, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown was the chosen thing.

Her Big Woodpecker desperately craved for a tomato that they would try to balance on their head. It would be a fairly extraordinary thing to do, to my children, but not to the Woodpecker, who assumed that this idea was sublime. Remarkably, a tomato is the thing to choose.

Her Big Woodpecker desperately needed a spade that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should have been a fairly different suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Woodpecker, who felt that this idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a spade was the thing that was selected.

Her Big Woodpecker looked for a dildo that they liked to worship. This might appear to be a fairly unusual action, to me and my wife, but not to the Woodpecker, who had decided that the idea was epic. Who would have imagined, a dildo being the thing opted for.

Her Big Woodpecker craved for a bat that they would often try to balance on their head. It would have been a bizarre suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who considered that the idea was stunning. Strangely, a bat being the item opted for.

Her Big Woodpecker carried a bottle of beer to share. This seems a curious approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Woodpecker, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, out of this world. A bottle of beer being the thing selected.