The Yellow Builder searched for a spade that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It would have been a fairly weird and wonderful proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Builder, who felt that this idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a spade was the thing that was selected.
The Yellow Builder always carried a custard pie to experiment on. It should be a fairly bizarre operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Builder, who considered it was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie would be the thing that was chosen.
The Yellow Builder found a pint of beer that they would sometimes sit and look at. It would have been a different action, to my mum, but not to the Builder, who felt that this idea was simply life. Strangely, a pint of beer of all things.
The Yellow Builder desperately looked for a sponge that they would often embrace. It is an odd suggestion, to my children, but not to the Builder, who thought that the idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a sponge would be the item that was opted for.
The Yellow Builder desperately looked for a sword to sleep with. It might be an unusual proposal, to my mum, but not to the Builder, who considered that the idea was sublime. A sword was the chosen item.
The Yellow Builder desperately desired a can of Tango that they would often throw. It was considered to be a fairly funny activity, to some, but not to the Builder, who assumed that this idea is wonderful. Who would have imagined, a can of Tango having that done to it