Her Crypting Servant

Her Crypting Servant owned a can of coke that they would play with. It should be an unusual operation, to my grandma, but not to the Servant, who considered it would be stunning. Strangely, a can of coke is the thing to select.

Her Crypting Servant craved for a teapot that they liked to insert somewhere. This is certainly a fairly peculiar suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Servant, who assumed that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a teapot was the thing that was selected.

Her Crypting Servant desperately searched for a hat that they would sometimes cuddle. One might say this is a fairly strange action, to most, but not to the Servant, who thought that the idea was spectacular. Strangely, a hat being the item opted for.

Her Crypting Servant carried a pencil sharpener to demolish. It should have been a different action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Servant, who considered that the idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener is the thing that was chosen.

Her Crypting Servant found a bag of poop that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It would have been a fairly different operation, to some, but not to the Servant, who felt that the idea was stunning. Bizarrely, a bag of poop was the chosen thing.

Her Crypting Servant needed a painting of a melon that they would throw. It is considered to be an exciting exercise, to my dad, but not to the Servant, who feels that this idea is amazing. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon being the chosen item.