The Depressed Monkey

The Depressed Monkey always kept a bag of poop to share. It would be a somewhat surprising action, to me and my husband, but not to the Monkey, who considered that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop would be the item that was chosen.

The Depressed Monkey desperately wanted a spade that they sometimes share. It was a fairly original activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Monkey, who expected that this idea is sublime. Who would have thought, a spade is the thing to choose.

The Depressed Monkey craved for a sack of potatoes that they would sometimes play with. It might have been a strange thought, to me and my children, but not to the Monkey, who expected that the idea was epic. Honestly, a sack of potatoes being the chosen thing.

The Depressed Monkey always kept a sack of potatoes that they sometimes annihilate This could be considered a fairly original activity, to my grandma, but not to the Monkey, who expected that the idea was epic. A sack of potatoes would be the thing that was opted for.

The Depressed Monkey often carried a pint of cider that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It should be a fairly curious thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Monkey, who had come to the conclusion it would be stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider was the chosen item.

The Depressed Monkey looked for a pen that they would sometimes throw. It is considered to be a fairly exciting activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Monkey, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was fun. A pen would be the thing that was chosen.