My Different Unicorn

My Different Unicorn desperately wanted a painting of a melon that they liked to hug. This seems a curious action, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that the idea was wonderous. Who would have thought, a painting of a melon would be the item chosen.

My Different Unicorn desperately searched for a dildo that they would often hug. It would have been a fairly odd idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that it was in fact, fun. Remarkably, a dildo being the thing opted for.

My Different Unicorn desperately searched for a tomato that they liked to smash. It should have been a fairly peculiar thought, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a tomato is the item to choose.

My Different Unicorn needed a can of Tango that they would often put up their bum. It would be a fairly peculiar thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that this idea is spectacular. A can of Tango being the chosen thing.

My Different Unicorn searched for a ball that they would often demolish. It was considered to be a bizarre thing to do, to most, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided it would be magnificent. Who would have thought, a ball was the thing that was selected.

My Different Unicorn always carried a condom that they would occasionally smash. One might find this to be an original activity, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that the idea was miraculous. A condom is the thing to opt for.