My Boring Robin

My Boring Robin often carried a wig that they would sometimes worship. It might be a fairly extraordinary thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Robin, who thinks that this idea is epic. A wig was the chosen item.

My Boring Robin owned a sword that they liked to eat. It was considered to be an exciting approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Robin, who assumed that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a sword is the thing to choose.

My Boring Robin always carried a can of Tango that they liked to cuddle. This seems to be an exciting suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Robin, who thought it was breathtaking. Strangely, a can of Tango is the item that was chosen.

My Boring Robin desperately wanted a teapot that they would occasionally drop. One might consider this to be a fairly surprising exercise, to you, but not to the Robin, who considered that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a teapot was the thing that was chosen.

My Boring Robin always carried a piece of paper that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. This seems to be a fairly curious activity, to my grandma, but not to the Robin, who thinks that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a piece of paper was the item that was opted for.

My Boring Robin desperately craved for a wig that they would sometimes sit and look at. It might be an unusual thought, to my mum, but not to the Robin, who considered that this idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a wig would be the item that was chosen.