Retarded Woodpecker

Retarded Woodpecker craved for a pen that they would rub on his belly. It would be an astonishing suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who had decided that this idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a pen being the chosen item.

Retarded Woodpecker looked for a cup that they liked to rub on his belly. It would be a somewhat surprising proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Woodpecker, who felt that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Honestly, a cup is the thing to select.

Retarded Woodpecker had a pint of cider that they sometimes experiment on. It is an astonishing activity, to my mum, but not to the Woodpecker, who assumed that this idea is stunning. A pint of cider is the thing to select.

Retarded Woodpecker desperately looked for a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally embrace. One might find this to be a fairly surprising thought, to my children, but not to the Woodpecker, who assumed that the idea was awesome. Strangely, a pencil sharpener would be the thing that was chosen.

Retarded Woodpecker wanted a crown that they would sometimes play with. This seems to be a new thought, to you and me, but not to the Woodpecker, who felt that this idea is the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a crown is the thing to select.

Retarded Woodpecker searched for a can of Tango to hug. This is certainly an extraordinary operation, to me, but not to the Woodpecker, who expected that this idea was exciting. Remarkably, a can of Tango was the thing that was opted for.