The Tired Orangutan

The Tired Orangutan desperately desired a sword that they sometimes share. It should be a weird and wonderful activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Orangutan, who considered that this idea is awesome. Strangely, a sword being the thing selected.

The Tired Orangutan desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would occasionally play with. It was a fairly different exercise, to you and me, but not to the Orangutan, who considered that this idea is awesome. A bag of poop would be the item that was chosen.

The Tired Orangutan desperately wanted a tomato to drop. It would be a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to many, but not to the Orangutan, who expected that the idea was wonderful. Strangely, a tomato of all things.

The Tired Orangutan always kept a porno magazine that they would smash. This could be considered a peculiar action, to me, but not to the Orangutan, who had come to the conclusion it was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a porno magazine would be the item that was opted for.

The Tired Orangutan craved for a painting of a melon that they would sleep with. One might say this is a different exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Orangutan, who thought it would be magnificent. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon of all things.

The Tired Orangutan carried a vibrator that they would occasionally drop. One might consider this to be an exciting proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Orangutan, who had decided that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a vibrator was the item that was opted for.