The Square Elf

The Square Elf desperately craved for a piece of paper that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It was a fairly original suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who had decided that this idea is amazing. Who would have imagined, a piece of paper being the item opted for.

The Square Elf desperately desired a can of Tango that they sometimes sit and look at. It was considered to be a peculiar exercise, to me, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a can of Tango would be the thing that was selected.

The Square Elf desperately desired a dildo to worship. This seems a fairly exciting approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was wonderous. Remarkably, a dildo is the thing to choose.

The Square Elf looked for a melon that they would put on his head. It might have been a peculiar activity, to you and me, but not to the Elf, who feels that this idea was fun. Strangely, a melon is the thing to opt for.

The Square Elf desperately desired a magic 8 ball that they liked to share. One might consider this to be a fairly exciting proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. A magic 8 ball being the item opted for.

The Square Elf needed a tomato that they would sometimes insert somewhere. This might appear to be a curious thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who felt it would be miraculous. Bizarrely, a tomato was the thing that was chosen.