Their Orange Hedgehog

Their Orange Hedgehog always carried a stretchman that they would occasionally cuddle. It should be a fairly different action, to everybody you know, but not to the Hedgehog, who felt that the idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a stretchman is the thing to select.

Their Orange Hedgehog always carried a painting of a melon that they would occasionally put up their bum. It should be a fairly odd exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels that the idea was simply life. Remarkably, a painting of a melon would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Orange Hedgehog desperately wanted a custard pie that they sometimes share. It would have been a fairly new exercise, to some, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that this idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie was the chosen item.

Their Orange Hedgehog desperately craved for a cheese grater that they sometimes hug. One might find this to be a strange approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed that it was in fact, simply life. Honestly, a cheese grater is the thing to opt for.

Their Orange Hedgehog wanted a mug that they would sometimes throw. This seems a different exercise, to me, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a mug was the chosen thing.

Their Orange Hedgehog desperately looked for a can of Dr Pepper that they would often embrace. This might appear to be an original activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected that it was in fact, sublime. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper being the chosen item.