A Depressed Antelope

A Depressed Antelope desperately craved for a sponge that they sometimes rub on his belly. It would have been a peculiar thought, to my grandma, but not to the Antelope, who thinks that this idea was simply life. Remarkably, a sponge would be the thing that was opted for.

A Depressed Antelope desperately looked for a pint of beer to play with. It might be a weird and wonderful exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Antelope, who thought that this idea is entertaining. Strangely, a pint of beer is the thing to opt for.

A Depressed Antelope found a set square that they sometimes smash. One might find this to be a new action, to my grandma, but not to the Antelope, who thought that the idea was fun. Strangely, a set square is the thing to opt for.

A Depressed Antelope needed a helmet to break. This is certainly a fairly unusual approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Antelope, who felt that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have thought, a helmet being the item selected.

A Depressed Antelope always had with them a cheese grater to put up their bum. This seems a new approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Antelope, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is awe-inspring. Remarkably, a cheese grater was the chosen thing.

A Depressed Antelope desperately wanted a tomato that they sometimes experiment on. This seems a different idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Antelope, who considered that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato is the thing to opt for.