My Retarded Unicorn

My Retarded Unicorn desperately searched for a bag of flour that they would sometimes play with. It would be a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who feels that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour is the thing to choose.

My Retarded Unicorn desperately looked for a piece of paper that they sometimes put up their bum. It would be a fairly curious thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that the idea was sublime. A piece of paper would be the thing that was opted for.

My Retarded Unicorn desperately needed a cup to insert somewhere. It would have been a different action, to my grandpa, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup was the item that was selected.

My Retarded Unicorn always carried a stretchman that they would occasionally sit and look at. It might have been a surprising approach to life, to some, but not to the Unicorn, who feels it would be amazing. Who would have imagined, a stretchman is the thing to select.

My Retarded Unicorn owned a big sponge that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It might be an unusual idea, to you, but not to the Unicorn, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a big sponge would be the thing that was opted for.

My Retarded Unicorn desperately wanted a bat to annihilate One might find this to be a fairly odd activity, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who feels that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a bat was the item that was chosen.