The Fucking Elephant

The Fucking Elephant desperately searched for a cucumber that they would hug. It is considered to be an astonishing operation, to most, but not to the Elephant, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber is the thing to opt for.

The Fucking Elephant carried a custard pie that they would sometimes demolish. One might say this is an astonishing undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who had come to the conclusion it would be exciting. A custard pie being the chosen item.

The Fucking Elephant had a sack of potatoes to hug. This seems to be a weird and wonderful thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Elephant, who thought that the idea was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes would be the thing that was selected.

The Fucking Elephant desperately looked for a CD player that they would occasionally cuddle. It might be a surprising thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Elephant, who felt it would be exciting. A CD player being the thing selected.

The Fucking Elephant desperately desired a pencil sharpener that they sometimes hug. This seems to be a surprising undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Elephant, who thinks it would be miraculous. Bizarrely, a pencil sharpener is the thing to select.

The Fucking Elephant desperately needed a pen that they would often demolish. It was a peculiar operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have imagined, a pen having that done to it