Their Naughty Elf

Their Naughty Elf desperately wanted a dildo that they would often eat. One might say this is a fairly funny thought, to you, but not to the Elf, who considered it was wonderful. A dildo was the chosen thing.

Their Naughty Elf owned a dildo that they would occasionally smash. It would have been a weird and wonderful operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who felt it was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a dildo would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Naughty Elf desperately desired a cucumber that they would occasionally throw. This is certainly a fairly surprising thing to do, to most, but not to the Elf, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a cucumber is the item to choose.

Their Naughty Elf craved for a helmet that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. This might appear to be a surprising thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who had decided that it was in fact, awesome. Strangely, a helmet was the chosen item.

Their Naughty Elf craved for a block of cheese that they would throw. It would have been a fairly weird operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Elf, who expected that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a block of cheese is the item to choose.

Their Naughty Elf needed a bag of poop that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It should have been a funny exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Elf, who thought that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a bag of poop would be the thing that was chosen.