My Boring Ogre

My Boring Ogre had a sword that they would sometimes share. This could be considered a strange suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who thought that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a sword was the chosen item.

My Boring Ogre needed a set of lego to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This could be considered a fairly different undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Ogre, who considered that this idea is wonderful. A set of lego being the thing opted for.

My Boring Ogre often carried a custard pie that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. This is certainly a fairly curious operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who felt that it was in fact, amazing. Remarkably, a custard pie would be the thing that was chosen.

My Boring Ogre craved for a block of cheese that they would often worship. It was considered to be a peculiar proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who expected it would be spectacular. Strangely, a block of cheese being the thing opted for.

My Boring Ogre owned a can of Dr Pepper that they would put on his head. This could be considered a fairly different approach to life, to me, but not to the Ogre, who considered that this idea was awesome. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper would be the thing that was opted for.

My Boring Ogre wanted a piece of paper that they would often put on his head. It might have been a weird and wonderful exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Ogre, who considered that it was in fact, wonderful. Honestly, a piece of paper is the thing that was chosen.