The Cute Monster found a little monkey that they would often smash. This seems a different thought, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who expected that it was in fact, magnificent. Honestly, a little monkey was the thing that was chosen.
The Cute Monster craved for a bottle of beer that they sometimes break. It was a fairly weird and wonderful suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Monster, who considered that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer is the item to select.
The Cute Monster searched for a custard pie that they would sometimes cuddle. This seems an original approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie is the thing that was chosen.
The Cute Monster desired a block of cheese to share. It should have been a peculiar exercise, to me, but not to the Monster, who considered that it was in fact, spectacular. Who would have imagined, a block of cheese was the thing that was chosen.
The Cute Monster looked for a bottle of beer that they sometimes hug. This seems a fairly odd action, to you, but not to the Monster, who feels that it was in fact, wonderous. Bizarrely, a bottle of beer is the thing to opt for.
The Cute Monster always carried a rubber chicken that they liked to put down their trousers. This might appear to be a fairly strange undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monster, who assumed it was stunning. Bizarrely, a rubber chicken would be the thing that was selected.