My Troubled Aftab

My Troubled Aftab wanted a bag of poop that they liked to share. It should have been an original proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Aftab, who expected it was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a bag of poop was the chosen item.

My Troubled Aftab craved for a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes eat. It was considered to be a fairly different undertaking, to most, but not to the Aftab, who thought that it was in fact, awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a magic 8 ball being the thing selected.

My Troubled Aftab desperately wanted a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally cuddle. This might appear to be a fairly new exercise, to me, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener would be the thing that was selected.

My Troubled Aftab always had with them a rubber johnny that they would put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a weird thing to do, to many, but not to the Aftab, who considered that the idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber johnny would be the item that was chosen.

My Troubled Aftab always carried a wig that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems a fairly peculiar proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Aftab, who felt it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a wig being the thing selected.

My Troubled Aftab desperately looked for a cheese grater that they liked to put down their trousers. This is certainly a fairly curious undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Aftab, who assumed it was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a cheese grater would be the item chosen.