My Purple Giraffe

My Purple Giraffe wanted a piece of paper that they would worship. It is considered to be a fairly curious activity, to my mum, but not to the Giraffe, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, miraculous. Remarkably, a piece of paper would be the item that was chosen.

My Purple Giraffe desperately looked for a big sponge that they would share. It is considered to be an exciting action, to my neighbour, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. Honestly, a big sponge was the thing that was opted for.

My Purple Giraffe desired a mug that they would sometimes cuddle. It should have been a fairly weird action, to my children, but not to the Giraffe, who had decided it would be awe-inspring. Honestly, a mug was the item that was selected.

My Purple Giraffe desired a helmet that they would occasionally sleep with. It is a surprising operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Giraffe, who thinks it was spectacular. Honestly, a helmet is the item to opt for.

My Purple Giraffe desired a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally sleep with. It would be an extraordinary exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that it was in fact, breathtaking. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener being the chosen item.

My Purple Giraffe carried a stretchman that they would sometimes smash. This is certainly a weird and wonderful proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Giraffe, who thinks that this idea is awesome. Who would have imagined, a stretchman is the thing that was chosen.