My Determined Elf wanted a bottle of beer that they would often put down their trousers. It was considered to be a fairly different thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who thinks it would be magnificent. Remarkably, a bottle of beer would be the thing that was opted for.
My Determined Elf had a cup to play with. It was considered to be a peculiar exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who thought that it was in fact, spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup would be the item that was chosen.
My Determined Elf desperately craved for a bat that they would throw. It should have been a fairly astonishing exercise, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who thought that it was in fact, simply life. Bizarrely, a bat having that done to it
My Determined Elf wanted a sponge that they would eat. It might be a fairly bizarre thing to do, to some, but not to the Elf, who thought that it was in fact, fun. Bizarrely, a sponge would be the thing that was chosen.
My Determined Elf desperately craved for a toilet brush that they would occasionally break. This could be considered a fairly peculiar operation, to me, but not to the Elf, who assumed that the idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a toilet brush being the chosen item.
My Determined Elf desperately needed a teapot that they would sometimes drop. This seems a fairly odd approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who considered it would be the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a teapot was the thing that was chosen.