My Naughty Ogre desperately looked for a sponge to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly astonishing action, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea is wonderous. Bizarrely, a sponge would be the thing that was chosen.
My Naughty Ogre always kept a bag of flour that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It would be a funny action, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was spectacular. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour is the item to opt for.
My Naughty Ogre desperately desired a pint of beer that they would often play with. This is certainly a fairly curious idea, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who expected that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer being the item selected.
My Naughty Ogre desperately craved for a big sponge that they would often rub on his belly. It should have been a bizarre operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who feels that it was in fact, wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a big sponge was the thing that was chosen.
My Naughty Ogre looked for a bag of flour that they would often hug. It would have been a fairly astonishing suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who thought that this idea is miraculous. Strangely, a bag of flour is the item to opt for.
My Naughty Ogre desperately wanted a rubber johnny that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. One might consider this to be an astonishing thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is entertaining. Strangely, a rubber johnny would be the item chosen.