The Depressed Dog desperately looked for a can of coke that they would occasionally demolish. This could be considered a fairly peculiar approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Dog, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, stunning. Bizarrely, a can of coke was the item that was selected.
The Depressed Dog desperately looked for a CD player to eat. It is a peculiar activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Dog, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a CD player was the item that was opted for.
The Depressed Dog often carried a sword that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It was a fairly exciting action, to you and me, but not to the Dog, who assumed it would be epic. You wouldnt have thought, a sword is the thing to opt for.
The Depressed Dog often carried a block of cheese to demolish. It is a bizarre activity, to some, but not to the Dog, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a block of cheese of all things.
The Depressed Dog craved for a can of Dr Pepper to break. This seems a surprising thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Dog, who had decided that this idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper being the chosen thing.
The Depressed Dog desperately searched for a radiator that they would occasionally put on his head. This is certainly a curious undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Dog, who thinks that this idea is epic. A radiator being the item selected.