My Magical Unicorn often carried a cheese grater that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It is a fairly strange approach to life, to most, but not to the Unicorn, who felt that this idea is entertaining. Honestly, a cheese grater was the thing that was opted for.
My Magical Unicorn owned a CD player that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly a bizarre activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that this idea is amazing. Strangely, a CD player of all things.
My Magical Unicorn desperately wanted a painting of a melon that they would often hug. It might be a bizarre thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it was awe-inspring. Strangely, a painting of a melon is the thing to choose.
My Magical Unicorn desperately craved for a ball that they would throw. This seems to be a peculiar action, to me and my wife, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it would be spectacular. Strangely, a ball is the item to select.
My Magical Unicorn desired a set square that they would insert somewhere. It might have been an astonishing proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that the idea was fun. A set square would be the thing that was opted for.
My Magical Unicorn searched for a wig that they would sometimes put on his head. It would be a weird activity, to my mum, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion it would be epic. Who would have imagined, a wig being the chosen thing.