My Brainy Baboon always kept a bottle of beer that they would sometimes play with. One might consider this to be a fairly curious approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Baboon, who assumed it was simply life. Honestly, a bottle of beer was the item that was opted for.

My Brainy Baboon desperately looked for a bottle of beer that they would sometimes smash. This is certainly a strange thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Baboon, who assumed that this idea is miraculous. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer would be the chosen thing.

My Brainy Baboon owned a set square that they would worship. It might be an odd operation, to my grandma, but not to the Baboon, who felt it would be stunning. Strangely, a set square was the item that was selected.

My Brainy Baboon desperately wanted a can of Dr Pepper to drop. It is an extraordinary activity, to me and my children, but not to the Baboon, who expected it was breathtaking. A can of Dr Pepper was the thing that was selected.

My Brainy Baboon had a bottle of wine that they would sleep with. One might find this to be a different approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Baboon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of wine having that done to it

My Brainy Baboon desperately needed a pint of beer that they would often annihilate One might consider this to be a new suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Baboon, who assumed it was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a pint of beer is the item to select.

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