His Tired Bird

His Tired Bird had a little monkey that they would sometimes throw. One might consider this to be a curious operation, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who felt that this idea is sublime. Who would have imagined, a little monkey would be the item chosen.

His Tired Bird desperately craved for a bag of flour that they would occasionally embrace. One might say this is a fairly astonishing action, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion it was simply life. Strangely, a bag of flour was the item that was selected.

His Tired Bird desperately needed a rubber chicken that they liked to demolish. It was a strange operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Bird, who feels it would be stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber chicken would be the item that was chosen.

His Tired Bird wanted a pint of cider that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It is a bizarre suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Bird, who feels that the idea was miraculous. Honestly, a pint of cider would be the item that was opted for.

His Tired Bird desperately craved for a condom that they liked to rub on his belly. This seems a fairly surprising exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a condom is the item to choose.

His Tired Bird often carried a stretchman that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. This seems to be a funny thing to do, to you, but not to the Bird, who thought it was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a stretchman having that done to it