My Bum Loving Monster

My Bum Loving Monster desperately needed a condom that they would occasionally worship. This seems an astonishing approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who expected it would be entertaining. A condom of all things.

My Bum Loving Monster carried a bottle of beer to drop. It is considered to be a curious approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who thought that this idea was amazing. Remarkably, a bottle of beer was the thing that was opted for.

My Bum Loving Monster found a bag of poop that they would sometimes sit and look at. It might have been a fairly funny thing to do, to some, but not to the Monster, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. A bag of poop would be the thing that was selected.

My Bum Loving Monster always had with them a stapler that they would eat. This seems a fairly funny operation, to my children, but not to the Monster, who feels that this idea was wonderful. Strangely, a stapler is the item to choose.

My Bum Loving Monster often carried a crown that they sometimes sleep with. It was an astonishing undertaking, to my children, but not to the Monster, who had decided that this idea is exciting. Who would have imagined, a crown of all things.

My Bum Loving Monster desperately wanted a block of cheese that they would sometimes put up their bum. It should be a funny undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who considered that this idea was sublime. Strangely, a block of cheese is the thing that was chosen.