His Fat Baboon carried a custard pie that they would sometimes play with. It should have been a fairly original thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Baboon, who expected it would be awesome. Bizarrely, a custard pie was the item that was opted for.
His Fat Baboon always kept a pint of beer to try to nail to the wall. This might appear to be a fairly new thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Baboon, who had decided that the idea was wonderous. Who would have thought, a pint of beer is the item to select.
His Fat Baboon searched for a rubber johnny that they would occasionally smash. One might consider this to be a weird thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Baboon, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. Remarkably, a rubber johnny would be the item that was opted for.
His Fat Baboon looked for a can of Tango that they would often eat. It would be a fairly new thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Baboon, who thinks it was wonderful. Bizarrely, a can of Tango would be the item that was chosen.
His Fat Baboon desperately desired a spade that they would demolish. One might consider this to be a fairly weird thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Baboon, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, sublime. Who would have thought, a spade is the thing to select.
His Fat Baboon desperately looked for a little monkey that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. One might say this is a fairly different approach to life, to most, but not to the Baboon, who feels that it was in fact, breathtaking. Strangely, a little monkey is the thing that was chosen.