Their Fucking Monster

Their Fucking Monster searched for a bottle of coke that they liked to sit and look at. It might be a fairly astonishing activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. Who would have imagined, a bottle of coke being the item selected.

Their Fucking Monster had a pencil sharpener that they sometimes insert somewhere. It should have been an astonishing thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who expected it would be wonderous. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the thing to select.

Their Fucking Monster desired a rubber johnny that they liked to demolish. One might find this to be a peculiar idea, to my children, but not to the Monster, who thought it would be wonderous. A rubber johnny of all things.

Their Fucking Monster found a set square that they would occasionally drop. This seems to be a somewhat surprising thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a set square is the item to choose.

Their Fucking Monster searched for a teapot that they would sometimes put on his head. It would have been a fairly exciting exercise, to most, but not to the Monster, who expected it was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a teapot was the thing that was selected.

Their Fucking Monster owned a wig that they would often experiment on. This is certainly an astonishing approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who felt it would be wonderful. Who would have imagined, a wig would be the item that was opted for.