His Fucking Antelope

His Fucking Antelope desperately searched for a rubber chicken that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This could be considered a somewhat surprising undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Antelope, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Remarkably, a rubber chicken was the thing that was opted for.

His Fucking Antelope wanted a rubber chicken to put on his head. It should have been a somewhat surprising proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Antelope, who feels it was exciting. Who would have thought, a rubber chicken was the chosen thing.

His Fucking Antelope desperately searched for a set of lego to rub on his belly. This could be considered a fairly odd proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Antelope, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a set of lego being the item opted for.

His Fucking Antelope desperately searched for a chocolate bar that they would sit and look at. This could be considered a surprising thing to do, to most, but not to the Antelope, who had decided that it was in fact, out of this world. Remarkably, a chocolate bar being the thing opted for.

His Fucking Antelope desperately craved for a computer to embrace. This might appear to be a fairly strange activity, to my children, but not to the Antelope, who feels it would be wonderful. Bizarrely, a computer having that done to it

His Fucking Antelope owned a can of Dr Pepper to rub on his belly. It would have been an extraordinary undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Antelope, who thinks that it was in fact, wonderful. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper of all things.