The Depressed Hedgehog

The Depressed Hedgehog desperately desired a rubber chicken to sleep with. It was considered to be an original thought, to my children, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a rubber chicken was the chosen item.

The Depressed Hedgehog desperately desired a crown that they sometimes demolish. One might consider this to be a strange exercise, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels that it was in fact, out of this world. Who would have thought, a crown is the thing to choose.

The Depressed Hedgehog desperately searched for a condom that they would occasionally put on his head. It was a bizarre activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that it was in fact, spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a condom being the thing opted for.

The Depressed Hedgehog searched for a magic 8 ball to try to nail to the wall. It was considered to be a surprising exercise, to you, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed it was entertaining. Strangely, a magic 8 ball of all things.

The Depressed Hedgehog craved for a rubber chicken that they would hug. It should have been an exciting approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought it would be stunning. Honestly, a rubber chicken being the item selected.

The Depressed Hedgehog desperately needed a condom that they would break. It might have been a fairly exciting proposal, to some, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought that this idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a condom being the item selected.