A Chinese Monster

A Chinese Monster needed a cucumber that they would sometimes sleep with. It might have been a fairly astonishing thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion it was breathtaking. Strangely, a cucumber is the thing that was chosen.

A Chinese Monster wanted a can of Tango that they liked to put in the bath with him. It was an unusual exercise, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who expected that it was in fact, sublime. Who would have thought, a can of Tango is the thing to opt for.

A Chinese Monster needed a tomato that they would cuddle. It was a funny undertaking, to me, but not to the Monster, who had decided that the idea was stunning. Strangely, a tomato is the item to opt for.

A Chinese Monster desperately wanted a bag of flour that they liked to eat. It should have been a fairly odd action, to you, but not to the Monster, who thought that this idea is awesome. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour is the thing to select.

A Chinese Monster found a bat that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. One might find this to be a curious thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Monster, who expected that this idea is fun. Strangely, a bat of all things.

A Chinese Monster owned a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It would be a fairly bizarre exercise, to my mum, but not to the Monster, who assumed that this idea is exciting. A magic 8 ball would be the item chosen.