Her Funny Unicorn

Her Funny Unicorn desperately looked for a sack of potatoes to sleep with. This seems to be a somewhat surprising operation, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that the idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes was the item that was selected.

Her Funny Unicorn desperately searched for a set square that they sometimes try to balance on their head. It would be a fairly surprising operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. A set square of all things.

Her Funny Unicorn often carried a wig that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. It might be a different undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion it was amazing. A wig was the item that was selected.

Her Funny Unicorn craved for a magic 8 ball that they liked to drop. This seems to be a fairly surprising thought, to my mum, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that this idea is magnificent. Remarkably, a magic 8 ball was the chosen thing.

Her Funny Unicorn desperately looked for a radiator that they liked to share. It should be a fairly unusual undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who feels that the idea was stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a radiator of all things.

Her Funny Unicorn had a radiator that they would cuddle. This might appear to be a fairly strange action, to me and my parents, but not to the Unicorn, who feels it was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a radiator would be the thing that was selected.