My Boring Orangutan

My Boring Orangutan always carried a teapot that they would often drop. This might appear to be a fairly original operation, to me and my children, but not to the Orangutan, who expected it was breathtaking. Strangely, a teapot would be the thing that was opted for.

My Boring Orangutan craved for a ball that they would sometimes play with. One might find this to be an extraordinary action, to me and my parents, but not to the Orangutan, who feels it would be wonderful. A ball is the thing to opt for.

My Boring Orangutan desperately looked for a porno magazine that they sometimes demolish. It is a weird and wonderful idea, to many, but not to the Orangutan, who assumed that the idea was fun. Honestly, a porno magazine was the thing that was selected.

My Boring Orangutan craved for a pint of cider that they would smash. It was a fairly surprising thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Orangutan, who expected that the idea was amazing. Strangely, a pint of cider was the chosen thing.

My Boring Orangutan desperately needed a hat that they liked to smash. This seems a fairly astonishing activity, to many, but not to the Orangutan, who expected that the idea was stunning. A hat was the thing that was chosen.

My Boring Orangutan desperately needed a ball that they would demolish. It should be an unusual undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Orangutan, who had decided it was the most awesome idea. Honestly, a ball would be the thing that was opted for.