His Confused Unicorn

His Confused Unicorn desperately craved for a tomato that they sometimes put down their trousers. It would be an unusual proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that the idea was amazing. Honestly, a tomato being the item selected.

His Confused Unicorn had a magic 8 ball that they liked to worship. It is a fairly different thought, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who felt that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a magic 8 ball is the thing to select.

His Confused Unicorn wanted a sword to sleep with. It should have been a fairly astonishing undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that the idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a sword would be the chosen thing.

His Confused Unicorn found a tomato that they would sometimes embrace. One might find this to be a fairly surprising thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it would be entertaining. Who would have imagined, a tomato was the chosen item.

His Confused Unicorn desperately craved for a painting of a melon that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This might appear to be a curious action, to my mum, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon was the thing that was opted for.

His Confused Unicorn looked for a tomato that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly an extraordinary thing to do, to me, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that it was in fact, exciting. Who would have thought, a tomato was the thing that was opted for.