My Grumpy Builder

My Grumpy Builder desperately looked for a big sponge that they liked to sleep with. It should be a fairly strange approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Builder, who thought that it was in fact, miraculous. Strangely, a big sponge is the thing that was chosen.

My Grumpy Builder desperately looked for a custard pie to demolish. It should be a fairly strange action, to my dad, but not to the Builder, who feels it was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a custard pie is the item to choose.

My Grumpy Builder desperately craved for a cheese grater that they would sometimes put up their bum. It might be an astonishing exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Builder, who had decided that the idea was exciting. Strangely, a cheese grater was the chosen item.

My Grumpy Builder needed a can of coke that they would put in the bath with him. One might find this to be a new undertaking, to many, but not to the Builder, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, wonderful. Honestly, a can of coke is the item to select.

My Grumpy Builder desired a pint of beer that they sometimes sleep with. It would be a fairly unusual undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Builder, who felt that this idea is fun. A pint of beer would be the chosen thing.

My Grumpy Builder looked for a cup that they sometimes put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a weird and wonderful activity, to me, but not to the Builder, who thought that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a cup would be the item that was chosen.