My Stupid Baby

My Stupid Baby craved for a stretchman that they would experiment on. It would have been a strange thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Baby, who thinks that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Strangely, a stretchman was the thing that was selected.

My Stupid Baby always kept a sack of potatoes that they liked to try to nail to the wall. This seems to be an exciting idea, to most, but not to the Baby, who felt it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes would be the item that was selected.

My Stupid Baby always kept a sack of potatoes that they would sometimes break. It would have been a new operation, to me, but not to the Baby, who expected that it was in fact, wonderful. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes was the thing that was opted for.

My Stupid Baby wanted a can of Tango that they would sometimes sleep with. It was a surprising operation, to some, but not to the Baby, who expected that this idea is wonderful. Strangely, a can of Tango is the item to opt for.

My Stupid Baby carried a computer that they would often share. This seems a fairly bizarre approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Baby, who considered it would be miraculous. Bizarrely, a computer is the thing to select.

My Stupid Baby desperately searched for a wig that they would occasionally worship. This could be considered a fairly odd proposal, to my dad, but not to the Baby, who feels that this idea is sublime. Strangely, a wig of all things.