My Chinese Monster

My Chinese Monster desperately needed a chocolate bar that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. One might say this is a fairly surprising thought, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who expected it was simply life. A chocolate bar would be the item that was opted for.

My Chinese Monster desperately craved for a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes put up their bum. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Monster, who expected it was awesome. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener is the thing to opt for.

My Chinese Monster found a melon that they liked to eat. It should have been a fairly original idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Monster, who assumed that the idea was awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a melon would be the item that was opted for.

My Chinese Monster always carried a pint of cider that they would often put down their trousers. One might say this is an extraordinary proposal, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. Honestly, a pint of cider being the thing selected.

My Chinese Monster desired a teapot that they would sometimes experiment on. It might have been a fairly different thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monster, who thinks that the idea was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a teapot was the thing that was chosen.

My Chinese Monster craved for a CD player that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might say this is a somewhat surprising activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Monster, who considered it would be wonderful. A CD player is the thing that was chosen.