My Angry Geek

My Angry Geek craved for a pint of cider that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be a fairly different thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Geek, who had come to the conclusion it was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a pint of cider was the thing that was selected.

My Angry Geek desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would occasionally put on his head. It is considered to be a surprising operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Geek, who thought that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a bag of poop would be the chosen thing.

My Angry Geek desperately wanted a rubber chicken that they would often play with. This seems a fairly exciting proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Geek, who felt it was out of this world. Remarkably, a rubber chicken being the chosen item.

My Angry Geek always had with them a melon that they sometimes put down their trousers. It should have been a new exercise, to my children, but not to the Geek, who thinks that this idea was wonderful. A melon is the thing to opt for.

My Angry Geek carried a pint of cider that they would often cuddle. This is certainly a fairly peculiar exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Geek, who expected that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a pint of cider is the item to select.

My Angry Geek desperately searched for a piece of paper that they would play with. It should be a fairly original exercise, to most, but not to the Geek, who assumed that it was in fact, simply life. Who would have thought, a piece of paper is the item that was chosen.