It's not that serious

Soo last night I come into my room  there are a few things out of place... a pillow toppled over. 
Nothing serious. 
I figure Tank had something to do with it.
He has taken serious liking to my futon.
But later that night
as I reach for my evening delight I come up empty handed

Seems like Tank has taken a liking to something else
Dog ran off with my fucking vibrator!!

I just hope I find it before Marlene does.