Her Big Monster

Her Big Monster desperately searched for a tomato that they would occasionally cuddle. It should be a fairly funny undertaking, to me, but not to the Monster, who feels that the idea was amazing. Honestly, a tomato is the thing to select.

Her Big Monster always carried a helmet that they would often sit and look at. This seems to be a bizarre action, to my children, but not to the Monster, who considered that this idea is out of this world. Who would have thought, a helmet was the chosen item.

Her Big Monster always carried a CD player that they would often put down their trousers. It was considered to be a fairly peculiar undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monster, who expected that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a CD player would be the item that was selected.

Her Big Monster desperately wanted a porno magazine that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems a fairly funny thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who had decided it would be exciting. Who would have thought, a porno magazine is the item to select.

Her Big Monster always kept a painting of a melon that they would rub on his belly. One might find this to be a weird exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Monster, who considered it would be breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a painting of a melon is the item to choose.

Her Big Monster desired a bag of poop to experiment on. This seems an unusual activity, to my mum, but not to the Monster, who assumed that this idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop would be the item that was chosen.