Her Fucking Baboon

Her Fucking Baboon desperately desired a stapler that they would play with. It is a curious thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Baboon, who had decided that this idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a stapler being the thing opted for.

Her Fucking Baboon had a little monkey that they would hug. One might say this is a new suggestion, to most, but not to the Baboon, who thought that this idea is epic. Who would have thought, a little monkey is the thing to choose.

Her Fucking Baboon always had with them a sponge to throw. It was considered to be an astonishing undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Baboon, who felt that the idea was amazing. Remarkably, a sponge was the item that was chosen.

Her Fucking Baboon looked for a bottle of coke that they sometimes put down their trousers. This might appear to be a fairly surprising action, to me and my wife, but not to the Baboon, who felt that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of coke being the item opted for.

Her Fucking Baboon desperately needed a pint of cider that they sometimes throw. It is a weird thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Baboon, who had decided it would be magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider is the item that was chosen.

Her Fucking Baboon desperately wanted a little monkey that they would sometimes cuddle. This might appear to be a different activity, to you and me, but not to the Baboon, who assumed that the idea was fun. Honestly, a little monkey is the thing that was chosen.