My Cheerful Servant

My Cheerful Servant always had with them a ball to sleep with. It should be an astonishing action, to me and my wife, but not to the Servant, who assumed it was stunning. Bizarrely, a ball would be the thing that was chosen.

My Cheerful Servant desperately needed a wig that they would sometimes smash. This is certainly a fairly peculiar thought, to many, but not to the Servant, who assumed it would be awesome. Bizarrely, a wig was the chosen item.

My Cheerful Servant owned a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes cuddle. This is certainly a peculiar thought, to my grandma, but not to the Servant, who felt that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a pencil sharpener was the thing that was chosen.

My Cheerful Servant craved for a pencil sharpener that they would demolish. It should have been a fairly bizarre proposal, to my children, but not to the Servant, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a pencil sharpener was the item that was selected.

My Cheerful Servant craved for a radiator that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. This is certainly a peculiar thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Servant, who had decided that this idea is stunning. Strangely, a radiator was the thing that was opted for.

My Cheerful Servant carried a bag of flour that they sometimes rub on his belly. It is a fairly new suggestion, to some, but not to the Servant, who thought that it was in fact, wonderful. Who would have thought, a bag of flour having that done to it