His Fucking Ogre

His Fucking Ogre always had with them a piece of paper that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It should be a fairly exciting operation, to most, but not to the Ogre, who expected that this idea was epic. Bizarrely, a piece of paper would be the thing that was chosen.

His Fucking Ogre had a can of Tango that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. One might say this is a new idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Tango was the item that was opted for.

His Fucking Ogre owned a toilet brush to put on his head. This could be considered a curious suggestion, to you, but not to the Ogre, who felt that this idea was spectacular. A toilet brush was the thing that was chosen.

His Fucking Ogre craved for a ball that they liked to drop. It is considered to be a new approach to life, to many, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a ball would be the item that was selected.

His Fucking Ogre desperately looked for a crown to try to balance on their head. It is an extraordinary exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown of all things.

His Fucking Ogre desperately wanted a bat that they sometimes put up their bum. This seems to be a fairly original approach to life, to me, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a bat would be the item chosen.