The Depressed Baboon

The Depressed Baboon always had with them a CD player that they liked to sleep with. It might have been a fairly odd proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Baboon, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a CD player is the item to choose.

The Depressed Baboon searched for a bottle of wine that they would smash. One might say this is a funny thought, to most, but not to the Baboon, who feels that this idea was stunning. Bizarrely, a bottle of wine being the thing opted for.

The Depressed Baboon always carried a wig that they would sometimes sleep with. It should be a funny idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Baboon, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. Who would have thought, a wig being the thing selected.

The Depressed Baboon desperately craved for a rubber chicken that they would occasionally insert somewhere. One might find this to be an odd operation, to me, but not to the Baboon, who had decided that it was in fact, simply life. Honestly, a rubber chicken is the item to opt for.

The Depressed Baboon needed a wig that they would often sit and look at. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Baboon, who assumed it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a wig is the thing to select.

The Depressed Baboon desperately wanted a stapler that they would often rub on his belly. One might consider this to be a fairly curious activity, to most, but not to the Baboon, who assumed that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a stapler is the item to opt for.