Her Fucking Elephant

Her Fucking Elephant had a big sponge to throw. It would be a weird and wonderful approach to life, to my children, but not to the Elephant, who thinks that this idea is awe-inspring. A big sponge is the item that was chosen.

Her Fucking Elephant desperately desired a stretchman to put up their bum. It should be a somewhat surprising action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who assumed it would be the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a stretchman is the item to opt for.

Her Fucking Elephant always carried a lava lamp that they would occasionally throw. This seems to be a fairly astonishing exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Elephant, who thought that this idea is fun. Honestly, a lava lamp is the item to select.

Her Fucking Elephant looked for a melon that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It should be an original thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who expected that the idea was magnificent. Strangely, a melon being the chosen thing.

Her Fucking Elephant desperately needed a bag of poop that they would sometimes drop. This seems a fairly different operation, to you and me, but not to the Elephant, who considered that the idea was simply life. Bizarrely, a bag of poop is the thing to select.

Her Fucking Elephant wanted a toilet brush that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. One might find this to be a strange activity, to most, but not to the Elephant, who considered that this idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a toilet brush was the item that was selected.