Her Fucking Hedgehog

Her Fucking Hedgehog carried a melon that they would occasionally worship. It might have been a weird action, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that the idea was entertaining. Honestly, a melon being the thing selected.

Her Fucking Hedgehog had a tomato to put up their bum. This seems a fairly astonishing thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered it was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato is the thing to opt for.

Her Fucking Hedgehog looked for a pint of cider that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. One might find this to be an exciting approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels it would be simply life. Bizarrely, a pint of cider would be the item chosen.

Her Fucking Hedgehog desired a ball that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. It should have been a fairly exciting approach to life, to many, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought that the idea was epic. A ball would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Fucking Hedgehog desperately searched for a melon that they would often break. One might say this is a fairly funny operation, to my dad, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels it was spectacular. Bizarrely, a melon is the item to opt for.

Her Fucking Hedgehog searched for a bottle of beer that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a fairly weird action, to me and my wife, but not to the Hedgehog, who thinks that this idea is out of this world. Who would have imagined, a bottle of beer of all things.