My Stupid Indigenous Man always carried a sponge that they sometimes sleep with. It might have been a fairly curious action, to my grandpa, but not to the Indigenous Man, who had come to the conclusion it was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a sponge would be the thing that was selected.
My Stupid Indigenous Man often carried a block of cheese that they liked to demolish. This might appear to be a fairly bizarre proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Indigenous Man, who felt it was simply life. Honestly, a block of cheese is the thing to select.
My Stupid Indigenous Man craved for a hat that they would sometimes eat. It would be a new undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Indigenous Man, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderful. A hat would be the thing that was opted for.
My Stupid Indigenous Man wanted a painting of a melon that they would occasionally throw. This might appear to be a curious undertaking, to my children, but not to the Indigenous Man, who considered it was spectacular. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon is the item that was chosen.
My Stupid Indigenous Man owned a pint of beer that they would rub on his belly. One might consider this to be a somewhat surprising suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Indigenous Man, who thinks that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer is the item that was chosen.
My Stupid Indigenous Man desperately desired a pint of cider that they would sometimes share. It should have been a fairly funny undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Indigenous Man, who considered that this idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a pint of cider is the thing to opt for.