Their Boring Baboon

Their Boring Baboon craved for a bag of flour that they would occasionally cuddle. One might find this to be an extraordinary idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Baboon, who had decided it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of flour being the thing opted for.

Their Boring Baboon desperately craved for a cup that they would occasionally smash. It might have been a fairly curious activity, to me and my children, but not to the Baboon, who felt that it was in fact, amazing. Who would have imagined, a cup is the thing to select.

Their Boring Baboon craved for a helmet that they would try to balance on their head. It was a fairly bizarre approach to life, to many, but not to the Baboon, who feels that it was in fact, spectacular. Honestly, a helmet of all things.

Their Boring Baboon desperately desired a condom that they liked to demolish. It might be a peculiar suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Baboon, who feels that the idea was fun. A condom was the chosen item.

Their Boring Baboon desperately looked for a helmet that they would often share. It is a fairly extraordinary thought, to me and my children, but not to the Baboon, who had decided that it was in fact, sublime. Who would have imagined, a helmet was the item that was opted for.

Their Boring Baboon desperately craved for a pencil sharpener that they would rub on his belly. It was considered to be an unusual activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Baboon, who thinks that this idea is epic. Honestly, a pencil sharpener was the chosen thing.