Their Fat Builder

Their Fat Builder desperately needed a set of lego that they would sometimes worship. It would be a weird and wonderful thing to do, to many, but not to the Builder, who assumed that this idea is stunning. Who would have imagined, a set of lego was the thing that was selected.

Their Fat Builder wanted a custard pie that they liked to break. It might be a fairly peculiar idea, to my children, but not to the Builder, who feels that this idea is sublime. Who would have thought, a custard pie would be the thing that was opted for.

Their Fat Builder desperately searched for a piece of paper that they would often put up their bum. It would have been a fairly original thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Builder, who had decided it would be epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a piece of paper is the thing to select.

Their Fat Builder craved for a pint of beer that they would occasionally share. It would have been an odd exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Builder, who considered it was epic. Who would have imagined, a pint of beer was the item that was chosen.

Their Fat Builder always kept a little monkey that they liked to put up their bum. It would have been an extraordinary exercise, to my mum, but not to the Builder, who had come to the conclusion it would be epic. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey was the item that was chosen.

Their Fat Builder wanted a custard pie that they liked to cuddle. This could be considered a fairly weird approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Builder, who had decided that this idea was stunning. Who would have thought, a custard pie would be the chosen thing.