A Colourful Monster

A Colourful Monster desperately desired a tomato that they would throw. It was considered to be a strange action, to everybody you know, but not to the Monster, who expected that this idea was simply life. Bizarrely, a tomato of all things.

A Colourful Monster desperately searched for a sponge that they would often try to nail to the wall. It would be a fairly original idea, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who had decided that this idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a sponge is the item to select.

A Colourful Monster desperately craved for a bottle of beer that they sometimes share. It might have been a fairly unusual exercise, to most, but not to the Monster, who considered it would be spectacular. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer being the chosen item.

A Colourful Monster carried a dildo that they would occasionally share. It was considered to be a weird idea, to my children, but not to the Monster, who thought it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a dildo was the item that was selected.

A Colourful Monster desperately desired a crown that they sometimes play with. This could be considered a fairly exciting thought, to me, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, miraculous. Remarkably, a crown being the item selected.

A Colourful Monster desperately needed a bag of flour to sleep with. This seems an extraordinary activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Monster, who felt that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a bag of flour being the thing selected.