My Retarded Orangutan

My Retarded Orangutan carried a pint of cider that they would occasionally eat. It might be a fairly astonishing action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Orangutan, who feels that it was in fact, magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider was the item that was chosen.

My Retarded Orangutan desperately needed a custard pie to worship. This might appear to be a fairly odd undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Orangutan, who feels it was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a custard pie is the thing to choose.

My Retarded Orangutan desperately needed a little monkey to smash. It should have been a weird operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Orangutan, who feels that the idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a little monkey is the item to select.

My Retarded Orangutan desperately desired a stapler that they would occasionally put on his head. It would have been a fairly astonishing thought, to me, but not to the Orangutan, who had decided that this idea is exciting. Remarkably, a stapler would be the item that was selected.

My Retarded Orangutan wanted a spade that they would embrace. It is a fairly original approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Orangutan, who had decided that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a spade being the chosen item.

My Retarded Orangutan needed a melon to insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a somewhat surprising activity, to me and my children, but not to the Orangutan, who considered it would be entertaining. Who would have imagined, a melon being the item opted for.