Her Depressed Bird

Her Depressed Bird craved for a chocolate bar that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It would be a fairly surprising operation, to me, but not to the Bird, who felt it was wonderful. Remarkably, a chocolate bar was the thing that was selected.

Her Depressed Bird craved for a bag of poop that they would embrace. It would be a fairly curious proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Bird, who thinks that the idea was wonderful. Who would have thought, a bag of poop being the thing opted for.

Her Depressed Bird always had with them a bag of poop to experiment on. It was a fairly astonishing suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Bird, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. Strangely, a bag of poop being the item selected.

Her Depressed Bird carried a pencil sharpener that they liked to experiment on. This seems a bizarre thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Bird, who expected that it was in fact, out of this world. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener is the item to select.

Her Depressed Bird desperately desired a bag of flour that they would often put up their bum. This seems to be a fairly weird and wonderful activity, to my dad, but not to the Bird, who thought it was spectacular. Honestly, a bag of flour would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Depressed Bird desperately needed a pint of beer that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It was an extraordinary idea, to my mum, but not to the Bird, who feels that this idea is magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer would be the item chosen.