My Fucking Ogre

My Fucking Ogre desired a cucumber that they sometimes play with. It is considered to be a bizarre suggestion, to me, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that this idea is spectacular. Who would have thought, a cucumber is the item to opt for.

My Fucking Ogre always carried a bottle of wine that they would occasionally rub on his belly. One might consider this to be an extraordinary undertaking, to many, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was exciting. Strangely, a bottle of wine would be the item chosen.

My Fucking Ogre always had with them a computer that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It was a weird and wonderful thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is wonderous. Who would have imagined, a computer was the thing that was chosen.

My Fucking Ogre always carried a set of lego that they would occasionally experiment on. This could be considered an original thing to do, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who considered it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a set of lego would be the item that was opted for.

My Fucking Ogre always carried a sack of potatoes to play with. This might appear to be an extraordinary exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that the idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes was the thing that was selected.

My Fucking Ogre searched for a cheese grater that they would sometimes experiment on. It might be a fairly extraordinary proposal, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who thought that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a cheese grater was the item that was opted for.