A Fucking Ogre

A Fucking Ogre looked for a helmet that they sometimes worship. This seems a fairly astonishing operation, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who thought it was miraculous. Strangely, a helmet being the item selected.

A Fucking Ogre carried a mug that they would often break. It should have been a somewhat surprising exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Ogre, who considered it was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a mug would be the thing that was opted for.

A Fucking Ogre desperately needed a dildo that they liked to eat. One might find this to be a weird operation, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that it was in fact, simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a dildo being the item opted for.

A Fucking Ogre desired a dildo that they would sometimes worship. One might consider this to be an unusual undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that the idea was epic. Who would have imagined, a dildo was the item that was selected.

A Fucking Ogre found a spade that they sometimes demolish. One might find this to be a strange suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that this idea is awesome. A spade would be the chosen thing.

A Fucking Ogre found a tomato that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It should be an original idea, to many, but not to the Ogre, who feels it would be wonderful. Remarkably, a tomato is the thing to choose.