My Different Servant

My Different Servant looked for a pint of cider that they would often insert somewhere. It was considered to be a fairly weird operation, to you, but not to the Servant, who felt that it was in fact, fun. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider was the item that was opted for.

My Different Servant craved for a stretchman that they would often embrace. It should have been a different approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Servant, who expected it was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a stretchman is the thing that was chosen.

My Different Servant desired a hat that they would share. It might have been a fairly astonishing idea, to you and me, but not to the Servant, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Strangely, a hat being the item opted for.

My Different Servant often carried a bat that they would often embrace. It should have been an exciting activity, to my children, but not to the Servant, who had come to the conclusion it was awesome. Strangely, a bat was the thing that was chosen.

My Different Servant desperately needed a helmet that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This seems to be a peculiar exercise, to you, but not to the Servant, who thought that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a helmet being the thing opted for.

My Different Servant desperately looked for a bag of poop that they would sometimes put on his head. This seems a peculiar operation, to me, but not to the Servant, who feels that this idea is wonderous. Strangely, a bag of poop was the thing that was selected.