My Depressed Nerd

My Depressed Nerd owned a crown that they liked to share. One might say this is a fairly exciting thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Nerd, who thinks that the idea was spectacular. Strangely, a crown being the item opted for.

My Depressed Nerd desperately wanted a Harry Potter wand that they sometimes throw. It is considered to be a strange activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Nerd, who felt that this idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a Harry Potter wand is the item that was chosen.

My Depressed Nerd craved for a rubber chicken that they would sometimes drop. It was a peculiar approach to life, to me, but not to the Nerd, who expected it was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken would be the item that was opted for.

My Depressed Nerd wanted a hat to hug. It is considered to be a curious activity, to me and my children, but not to the Nerd, who considered that it was in fact, simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a hat would be the item that was selected.

My Depressed Nerd desperately looked for a pen that they would sometimes worship. It would be a fairly different undertaking, to some, but not to the Nerd, who assumed it was out of this world. Remarkably, a pen was the thing that was chosen.

My Depressed Nerd had a pint of cider that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should have been a fairly surprising operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Nerd, who had decided that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider was the item that was chosen.