Her Crazy Baboon

Her Crazy Baboon needed a dildo that they would smash. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to you, but not to the Baboon, who had decided it was entertaining. Strangely, a dildo being the item opted for.

Her Crazy Baboon always kept a teapot that they would occasionally put up their bum. This seems a weird undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Baboon, who felt it was wonderful. A teapot is the item to choose.

Her Crazy Baboon desperately wanted a painting of a melon that they liked to put up their bum. This seems a fairly new undertaking, to you, but not to the Baboon, who assumed that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a painting of a melon being the thing selected.

Her Crazy Baboon always kept a condom that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It would be a fairly strange approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Baboon, who had decided it would be spectacular. Who would have imagined, a condom would be the item that was opted for.

Her Crazy Baboon looked for a custard pie that they would sometimes play with. One might say this is a fairly curious proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Baboon, who assumed it was exciting. Who would have thought, a custard pie of all things.

Her Crazy Baboon desperately searched for a bottle of beer that they would sometimes hug. It was a funny undertaking, to my children, but not to the Baboon, who thought that this idea is miraculous. Honestly, a bottle of beer being the item selected.