A Grumpy Monster

A Grumpy Monster desperately needed a pen that they sometimes eat. This could be considered a fairly unusual thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion it would be exciting. A pen was the chosen thing.

A Grumpy Monster always had with them a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It should be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who assumed that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener would be the thing that was opted for.

A Grumpy Monster carried a hat that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might have been a fairly exciting thing to do, to me, but not to the Monster, who thought that the idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a hat was the chosen item.

A Grumpy Monster needed a radiator that they sometimes worship. This might appear to be a fairly surprising proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is wonderful. A radiator being the item selected.

A Grumpy Monster desired a pencil sharpener that they would cuddle. This might appear to be a fairly different operation, to my children, but not to the Monster, who felt that the idea was miraculous. Honestly, a pencil sharpener is the thing that was chosen.

A Grumpy Monster owned a rubber chicken that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would have been a fairly new undertaking, to some, but not to the Monster, who thought that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a rubber chicken having that done to it