My Nervous Builder

My Nervous Builder searched for a cheese grater that they would put in the bath with him. It should be a peculiar thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Builder, who had decided that the idea was wonderful. Honestly, a cheese grater of all things.

My Nervous Builder desired a bat that they would cuddle. It was a fairly surprising idea, to my grandma, but not to the Builder, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a bat would be the item that was selected.

My Nervous Builder desperately craved for a hat that they would sometimes worship. One might consider this to be a fairly odd idea, to my mum, but not to the Builder, who thinks that it was in fact, breathtaking. Bizarrely, a hat having that done to it

My Nervous Builder carried a bottle of beer that they sometimes sleep with. One might consider this to be a strange undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Builder, who felt that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer would be the thing that was selected.

My Nervous Builder desperately searched for a cup that they would sit and look at. One might say this is a peculiar exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Builder, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a cup was the chosen thing.

My Nervous Builder found a cucumber that they would demolish. It should be a new undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Builder, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Honestly, a cucumber would be the item that was opted for.