Their Crazy Chimp carried a piece of paper that they would occasionally throw. It would have been a fairly unusual operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Chimp, who had decided that the idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a piece of paper was the chosen thing.
Their Crazy Chimp carried a painting of a melon that they liked to smash. It might be an extraordinary thing to do, to many, but not to the Chimp, who thought it was sublime. Who would have thought, a painting of a melon was the chosen thing.
Their Crazy Chimp desperately desired a piece of paper that they would sometimes rub on his belly. This seems to be a fairly astonishing exercise, to me, but not to the Chimp, who assumed that it was in fact, out of this world. Bizarrely, a piece of paper would be the chosen thing.
Their Crazy Chimp desperately craved for a custard pie that they liked to sleep with. One might say this is an unusual action, to my mum, but not to the Chimp, who expected that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a custard pie would be the item that was selected.
Their Crazy Chimp desperately craved for a set square that they would worship. This is certainly a fairly unusual exercise, to my dad, but not to the Chimp, who felt that this idea is awesome. Who would have thought, a set square would be the item that was selected.
Their Crazy Chimp always had with them a cup that they sometimes hug. It would be a weird and wonderful exercise, to me, but not to the Chimp, who had come to the conclusion it would be the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a cup being the thing opted for.