His Cheerful Monkey craved for a pencil sharpener that they sometimes put down their trousers. It might be a fairly surprising thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monkey, who feels it was simply life. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener was the item that was opted for.
His Cheerful Monkey desperately desired a bottle of beer that they sometimes rub on his belly. It was a fairly odd exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Monkey, who considered that this idea is wonderful. Bizarrely, a bottle of beer would be the thing that was opted for.
His Cheerful Monkey craved for a bottle of wine that they would occasionally drop. This might appear to be a weird idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Monkey, who feels it was sublime. Strangely, a bottle of wine is the thing to choose.
His Cheerful Monkey searched for a can of coke that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It would have been a fairly peculiar approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Monkey, who considered that it was in fact, stunning. Strangely, a can of coke would be the item chosen.
His Cheerful Monkey needed a ball that they sometimes rub on his belly. It would be an original undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Monkey, who considered it would be awe-inspring. Remarkably, a ball was the thing that was selected.
His Cheerful Monkey desperately looked for a rubber chicken that they liked to put down their trousers. One might say this is an astonishing operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Monkey, who felt that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a rubber chicken is the item that was chosen.