The Crazy Unicorn

The Crazy Unicorn looked for a pint of beer to sleep with. It might be a fairly funny operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that the idea was out of this world. Remarkably, a pint of beer was the chosen thing.

The Crazy Unicorn always carried a piece of paper that they would try to balance on their head. This is certainly an extraordinary operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who feels that it was in fact, magnificent. Remarkably, a piece of paper would be the item chosen.

The Crazy Unicorn craved for a Harry Potter wand that they would sometimes share. It should have been a fairly odd operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Unicorn, who considered it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a Harry Potter wand is the thing to choose.

The Crazy Unicorn desperately searched for a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes cuddle. It should have been a peculiar action, to me and my husband, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener of all things.

The Crazy Unicorn searched for a big sponge that they liked to cuddle. It might have been a fairly astonishing exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Unicorn, who expected it would be sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a big sponge is the thing to select.

The Crazy Unicorn had a bottle of beer that they sometimes experiment on. This could be considered an original approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that the idea was awesome. Bizarrely, a bottle of beer is the thing to choose.