My Depressed Elephant

My Depressed Elephant always kept a porno magazine to drop. It should be an astonishing activity, to my children, but not to the Elephant, who felt that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a porno magazine of all things.

My Depressed Elephant always had with them a stretchman to play with. It might be a fairly astonishing approach to life, to some, but not to the Elephant, who felt it would be awesome. Who would have thought, a stretchman would be the thing that was selected.

My Depressed Elephant desired a dildo that they would sometimes hug. It should have been a curious activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Elephant, who assumed that the idea was out of this world. Honestly, a dildo would be the item chosen.

My Depressed Elephant needed a big sponge that they would often break. It might be a surprising idea, to many, but not to the Elephant, who thinks that this idea is stunning. A big sponge of all things.

My Depressed Elephant desired a stretchman that they would often break. It should have been a weird thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who expected that this idea was exciting. Strangely, a stretchman was the thing that was opted for.

My Depressed Elephant desperately craved for a condom to eat. This seems a fairly unusual proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Elephant, who considered it was amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a condom is the thing to opt for.