A Red Monkey

A Red Monkey needed a piece of paper that they would occasionally worship. It should be a weird and wonderful idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who feels it was epic. Who would have thought, a piece of paper is the thing that was chosen.

A Red Monkey needed a magic 8 ball that they would occasionally put up their bum. One might consider this to be a new proposal, to many, but not to the Monkey, who felt that this idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball being the item selected.

A Red Monkey craved for a little monkey that they sometimes drop. It was a fairly original operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that this idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a little monkey was the item that was chosen.

A Red Monkey always had with them a vibrator that they would often put in the bath with him. One might consider this to be a fairly peculiar thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Monkey, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. Strangely, a vibrator is the item that was chosen.

A Red Monkey desperately desired a pint of beer to share. One might find this to be an exciting operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who thought that it was in fact, sublime. Honestly, a pint of beer was the item that was opted for.

A Red Monkey desperately wanted a mug that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It was considered to be a fairly surprising undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who thought it was magnificent. Who would have thought, a mug was the chosen thing.