Here he is!

"MOM...moooooomm, there you are. Here is the monster that was just about to suck my brains out through my toes because you didn't come when I didn't call you. He is the one that lives under my bed who eats those toes we were speaking about. Now you'll need to go to the store in about 10 minutes because he is about to eat all our food. He says he prefers corn dogs made from turkey not beef and would like some orange popsicles, guacamole and chips, and for dessert, chocolate devil's food cake. Come on, you saw that one comin'. How do I know what he wants? Because he is my monster and likes what I like. Now hurry before starts workin' on my toes again!"