My Worrisome Elephant

My Worrisome Elephant desperately wanted a pencil sharpener to put up their bum. It was a weird approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Elephant, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the thing that was chosen.

My Worrisome Elephant desired a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. This seems to be a somewhat surprising suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who considered it would be the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper is the item to choose.

My Worrisome Elephant desperately looked for a bag of poop to throw. It is a somewhat surprising exercise, to my mum, but not to the Elephant, who felt that it was in fact, out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop being the chosen thing.

My Worrisome Elephant desperately searched for a sword that they sometimes sleep with. One might find this to be a peculiar approach to life, to you, but not to the Elephant, who thought that it was in fact, wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword was the chosen thing.

My Worrisome Elephant wanted a stapler that they sometimes sleep with. It should have been a fairly unusual approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who felt that this idea is amazing. Strangely, a stapler is the thing to choose.

My Worrisome Elephant desperately desired a vibrator that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might find this to be an original proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Elephant, who expected it would be exciting. A vibrator would be the thing that was selected.