My Curious Monster

My Curious Monster often carried a rubber johnny that they would drop. It should have been a fairly new thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Monster, who had decided that the idea was amazing. Honestly, a rubber johnny of all things.

My Curious Monster carried a can of Dr Pepper that they would often drop. It would have been an astonishing activity, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who feels that this idea is miraculous. Who would have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper of all things.

My Curious Monster always kept a can of coke that they sometimes smash. It would be an astonishing exercise, to my mum, but not to the Monster, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of coke is the thing to select.

My Curious Monster desperately wanted a bottle of beer that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This is certainly an odd suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who thought that this idea was wonderful. Honestly, a bottle of beer is the thing that was chosen.

My Curious Monster craved for a pint of beer to put down their trousers. It would be a different operation, to me, but not to the Monster, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. A pint of beer was the item that was chosen.

My Curious Monster desperately searched for a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It would be a peculiar idea, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who thinks that the idea was wonderous. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes is the thing to select.