Their Nervous Giraffe

Their Nervous Giraffe desperately looked for a little monkey that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly extraordinary thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Giraffe, who felt that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey was the chosen thing.

Their Nervous Giraffe desperately needed a computer that they liked to drop. This seems a weird suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Giraffe, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, out of this world. A computer was the chosen thing.

Their Nervous Giraffe craved for a bag of poop that they would often cuddle. One might consider this to be a different undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that this idea was awesome. A bag of poop was the chosen thing.

Their Nervous Giraffe desperately searched for a bat that they sometimes put down their trousers. It was considered to be a peculiar proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Giraffe, who felt that this idea was amazing. A bat was the chosen item.

Their Nervous Giraffe needed a pencil sharpener that they sometimes sit and look at. It is a strange proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Giraffe, who felt that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener would be the item that was selected.

Their Nervous Giraffe desperately craved for a can of coke that they would cuddle. It is an astonishing thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that this idea is wonderful. Remarkably, a can of coke of all things.