My Square Monster

My Square Monster often carried a bag of flour that they would often cuddle. It is considered to be a fairly exciting approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who feels that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a bag of flour having that done to it

My Square Monster desperately needed a bag of poop that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It was a bizarre action, to you, but not to the Monster, who felt that the idea was stunning. Strangely, a bag of poop being the thing opted for.

My Square Monster always carried a block of cheese that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It might have been a fairly extraordinary thought, to most, but not to the Monster, who thought it would be out of this world. Who would have thought, a block of cheese is the item that was chosen.

My Square Monster looked for a spade that they would occasionally insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a fairly bizarre approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Monster, who felt it would be exciting. Honestly, a spade being the chosen thing.

My Square Monster desperately wanted a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally embrace. It is a fairly unusual thought, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who thinks that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a pencil sharpener being the item opted for.

My Square Monster desperately looked for a condom that they would occasionally sit and look at. It might have been a weird and wonderful activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion it was amazing. Who would have imagined, a condom would be the thing that was opted for.