My Boring Monster

My Boring Monster desperately needed a rubber chicken that they would rub on his belly. This might appear to be a different operation, to you, but not to the Monster, who had decided it was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a rubber chicken was the chosen thing.

My Boring Monster craved for a little monkey that they would occasionally share. One might say this is a bizarre approach to life, to me, but not to the Monster, who felt that this idea was fun. Who would have thought, a little monkey being the chosen thing.

My Boring Monster desperately wanted a crown that they would put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly weird undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a crown being the chosen item.

My Boring Monster carried a cup that they would sometimes throw. One might find this to be a fairly weird and wonderful suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who thought that this idea is the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a cup would be the thing that was chosen.

My Boring Monster desperately craved for a lava lamp that they sometimes put down their trousers. It should have been a weird and wonderful suggestion, to some, but not to the Monster, who feels that this idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a lava lamp being the chosen thing.

My Boring Monster carried a pen that they would often sit and look at. It was considered to be a fairly unusual approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Monster, who feels it was entertaining. Honestly, a pen being the chosen item.