Their Chinese Worm

Their Chinese Worm searched for a vibrator that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would have been a different exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who thinks it would be amazing. A vibrator being the chosen item.

Their Chinese Worm craved for a big sponge that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing action, to my neighbour, but not to the Worm, who felt that this idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a big sponge being the item opted for.

Their Chinese Worm desperately wanted a set of lego that they would occasionally worship. This seems a funny thing to do, to my children, but not to the Worm, who assumed that it was in fact, miraculous. Honestly, a set of lego would be the thing that was opted for.

Their Chinese Worm desperately craved for a sack of potatoes that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It was considered to be an extraordinary thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Worm, who thought it was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes is the thing to choose.

Their Chinese Worm needed a hat that they would smash. It should be a peculiar exercise, to my children, but not to the Worm, who felt that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a hat was the chosen thing.

Their Chinese Worm desperately wanted a can of Tango that they would often experiment on. This seems an original activity, to my children, but not to the Worm, who expected that the idea was epic. Remarkably, a can of Tango is the thing that was chosen.