Her Boring Newt

Her Boring Newt craved for a pint of beer to try to nail to the wall. It was a fairly weird suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Newt, who had decided it was epic. Honestly, a pint of beer was the item that was selected.

Her Boring Newt desperately searched for a hat that they would occasionally eat. It should be a curious exercise, to my dad, but not to the Newt, who thinks that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a hat was the thing that was selected.

Her Boring Newt desperately looked for a pint of cider that they liked to worship. It is a fairly surprising approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Newt, who assumed it would be sublime. Remarkably, a pint of cider was the item that was opted for.

Her Boring Newt always had with them a bottle of wine to put up their bum. This is certainly an astonishing activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Newt, who thought that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a bottle of wine is the item to choose.

Her Boring Newt had a cup that they would occasionally worship. It was a fairly strange thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Newt, who considered that it was in fact, sublime. Remarkably, a cup is the thing to choose.

Her Boring Newt searched for a stapler that they would often embrace. It would have been a somewhat surprising approach to life, to you, but not to the Newt, who assumed it was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a stapler being the thing selected.