My Weary Elf

My Weary Elf desperately searched for a mug to throw. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Elf, who thought that it was in fact, out of this world. Honestly, a mug would be the thing that was selected.

My Weary Elf carried a porno magazine that they would occasionally share. It should be a fairly new operation, to my dad, but not to the Elf, who expected that the idea was awesome. Honestly, a porno magazine would be the chosen thing.

My Weary Elf craved for a pen that they sometimes drop. One might consider this to be a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Elf, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a pen is the item to select.

My Weary Elf desired a pencil sharpener that they liked to put up their bum. It is a fairly unusual thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who felt that it was in fact, out of this world. A pencil sharpener is the item that was chosen.

My Weary Elf desperately craved for a bag of poop to embrace. It might have been a funny thing to do, to my children, but not to the Elf, who thought it would be exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop would be the thing that was selected.

My Weary Elf had a big sponge to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might have been a fairly exciting suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Elf, who thought that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a big sponge was the chosen item.