My Angry Unicorn

My Angry Unicorn desperately desired a rubber chicken that they would often rub on his belly. This could be considered a fairly strange approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that the idea was wonderful. Who would have thought, a rubber chicken being the thing selected.

My Angry Unicorn desperately wanted a tomato to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly curious exercise, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that this idea was spectacular. Honestly, a tomato being the chosen item.

My Angry Unicorn craved for a pint of cider that they would smash. It is a somewhat surprising proposal, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who considered it would be epic. Strangely, a pint of cider being the chosen item.

My Angry Unicorn desperately craved for a can of Tango that they would share. It might be a curious exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is spectacular. Remarkably, a can of Tango was the thing that was chosen.

My Angry Unicorn desperately looked for a sponge that they would often demolish. It is considered to be a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is magnificent. A sponge is the thing that was chosen.

My Angry Unicorn craved for a stretchman that they would occasionally drop. It was considered to be a fairly strange undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that it was in fact, sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a stretchman is the item to choose.