The Fucking Giraffe

The Fucking Giraffe desired a CD player to demolish. This seems to be a new undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Giraffe, who expected that the idea was stunning. Bizarrely, a CD player being the item selected.

The Fucking Giraffe desperately looked for a can of Dr Pepper that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Giraffe, who expected that it was in fact, sublime. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper being the chosen item.

The Fucking Giraffe always had with them a sword that they would sometimes sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to many, but not to the Giraffe, who thinks that the idea was simply life. A sword is the item to choose.

The Fucking Giraffe craved for a block of cheese that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would be a weird and wonderful operation, to my mum, but not to the Giraffe, who considered it would be epic. A block of cheese is the item to select.

The Fucking Giraffe always had with them a CD player to hug. This might appear to be a fairly extraordinary activity, to my dad, but not to the Giraffe, who thought it was epic. Who would have imagined, a CD player was the item that was selected.

The Fucking Giraffe needed a mug that they would sometimes put on his head. This seems a curious thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Giraffe, who expected it was magnificent. A mug was the item that was chosen.