Her Different Paki

Her Different Paki always had with them a wig that they sometimes put in the bath with him. This might appear to be a fairly strange action, to my grandma, but not to the Paki, who assumed it was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a wig was the item that was opted for.

Her Different Paki always carried a crown that they sometimes play with. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Paki, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, epic. Remarkably, a crown was the chosen item.

Her Different Paki desperately desired a pen that they sometimes embrace. It would have been a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to my children, but not to the Paki, who had decided it would be epic. Who would have thought, a pen was the item that was selected.

Her Different Paki often carried a helmet that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It was a fairly different approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Paki, who assumed that the idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a helmet of all things.

Her Different Paki desired a rubber chicken that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This might appear to be a peculiar suggestion, to some, but not to the Paki, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Remarkably, a rubber chicken was the thing that was selected.

Her Different Paki craved for a bag of poop that they would often break. One might find this to be a fairly new thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Paki, who felt it was epic. Strangely, a bag of poop is the item to choose.