My Depressed Unicorn

My Depressed Unicorn craved for a stretchman that they would sometimes worship. It was a fairly curious idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Unicorn, who felt it would be wonderous. Who would have thought, a stretchman is the thing to select.

My Depressed Unicorn desired a computer that they would often embrace. It was considered to be a fairly weird approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that this idea is the most awesome idea. Strangely, a computer would be the item chosen.

My Depressed Unicorn needed a little monkey that they liked to play with. It should have been an original activity, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey is the item to opt for.

My Depressed Unicorn owned a CD player that they liked to try to balance on their head. It should have been a weird proposal, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that this idea is the most awesome idea. Honestly, a CD player was the thing that was opted for.

My Depressed Unicorn desired a crown that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. This seems to be a peculiar action, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who considered it was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a crown would be the thing that was selected.

My Depressed Unicorn desperately needed a sponge that they would throw. This is certainly a fairly odd exercise, to some, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that the idea was amazing. Strangely, a sponge would be the thing that was chosen.