Their Crypting Pet

Their Crypting Pet desperately looked for a helmet that they sometimes insert somewhere. It should have been an astonishing undertaking, to many, but not to the Pet, who expected it was fun. A helmet would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Crypting Pet searched for a set square that they liked to drop. One might say this is an extraordinary thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Pet, who had decided that the idea was sublime. A set square was the thing that was selected.

Their Crypting Pet looked for a condom that they would put on his head. It might have been a fairly bizarre undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Pet, who thought that this idea is sublime. Bizarrely, a condom being the thing selected.

Their Crypting Pet desperately wanted a CD player that they sometimes put down their trousers. This might appear to be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to me, but not to the Pet, who had decided that this idea is awesome. Who would have imagined, a CD player was the thing that was opted for.

Their Crypting Pet desperately wanted a block of cheese that they would put on his head. It might have been a fairly weird and wonderful activity, to my children, but not to the Pet, who had come to the conclusion it was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a block of cheese would be the item chosen.

Their Crypting Pet desperately needed a porno magazine that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This seems a fairly funny activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Pet, who assumed that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have thought, a porno magazine being the thing selected.