My Energetic Monster

My Energetic Monster craved for a sponge to break. This might appear to be a fairly unusual undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Monster, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. A sponge having that done to it

My Energetic Monster desperately craved for a stretchman to annihilate It is a fairly original operation, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who expected that the idea was breathtaking. Bizarrely, a stretchman would be the thing that was selected.

My Energetic Monster desperately wanted a dildo to put on his head. This is certainly an odd operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monster, who assumed that this idea was sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a dildo being the item selected.

My Energetic Monster desperately needed a custard pie that they would sit and look at. It is a fairly extraordinary operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who thought it would be spectacular. Who would have thought, a custard pie is the thing to opt for.

My Energetic Monster searched for a pint of beer that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It would be an exciting operation, to me, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was exciting. A pint of beer was the chosen item.

My Energetic Monster looked for a dildo that they liked to play with. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to most, but not to the Monster, who considered it would be spectacular. Honestly, a dildo was the chosen thing.