Foolish Elf

Foolish Elf desperately looked for a ball that they would often insert somewhere. It was considered to be a strange action, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who thinks it would be miraculous. Honestly, a ball is the thing to choose.

Foolish Elf always carried a melon that they liked to rub on his belly. It is considered to be a weird undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Elf, who considered that the idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a melon is the thing to choose.

Foolish Elf desperately desired a ball that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It was a new idea, to my dad, but not to the Elf, who felt that the idea was epic. A ball being the item opted for.

Foolish Elf desperately wanted a dildo that they would occasionally sit and look at. One might find this to be a funny thought, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who thinks that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a dildo is the item that was chosen.

Foolish Elf had a helmet that they would often demolish. It is an original thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was amazing. Who would have imagined, a helmet is the thing to choose.

Foolish Elf desperately looked for a crown that they sometimes break. One might consider this to be an original idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is stunning. A crown of all things.