The Crypting Hedgehog

The Crypting Hedgehog always had with them a custard pie that they sometimes share. It should have been a fairly bizarre action, to my grandpa, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected it would be spectacular. Who would have imagined, a custard pie would be the chosen thing.

The Crypting Hedgehog desperately needed a lava lamp that they sometimes put in the bath with him. One might consider this to be a fairly peculiar thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Hedgehog, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was stunning. A lava lamp was the thing that was selected.

The Crypting Hedgehog desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. It is a fairly funny undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected that this idea is wonderous. A bag of poop was the thing that was selected.

The Crypting Hedgehog desperately searched for a bat that they liked to try to nail to the wall. This seems to be a fairly peculiar exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought that this idea is spectacular. A bat was the chosen item.

The Crypting Hedgehog craved for a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It might have been a curious approach to life, to you, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that it was in fact, stunning. Strangely, a pencil sharpener was the chosen thing.

The Crypting Hedgehog needed a bottle of beer that they would hug. It would be a fairly peculiar suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels it was spectacular. Honestly, a bottle of beer being the thing selected.