The Troubled Monster

The Troubled Monster owned a vibrator to rub on his belly. It might have been a weird and wonderful action, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a vibrator was the item that was chosen.

The Troubled Monster always had with them a crown that they would sometimes hug. It should be a surprising thought, to some, but not to the Monster, who considered that this idea is amazing. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown was the thing that was chosen.

The Troubled Monster craved for a stapler that they would occasionally throw. It was considered to be an astonishing exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monster, who had decided it would be miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a stapler of all things.

The Troubled Monster always carried a porno magazine that they would occasionally insert somewhere. This seems to be a new thing to do, to me, but not to the Monster, who expected it was miraculous. Remarkably, a porno magazine was the chosen item.

The Troubled Monster craved for a porno magazine that they would sometimes smash. One might say this is a peculiar activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who expected that it was in fact, magnificent. Remarkably, a porno magazine would be the thing that was opted for.

The Troubled Monster desperately needed a lava lamp that they would sometimes worship. It should have been a fairly funny activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monster, who assumed it was wonderous. Honestly, a lava lamp was the thing that was opted for.