Their Yellow Ogre

Their Yellow Ogre desperately searched for a bag of flour that they would occasionally embrace. One might say this is a weird thing to do, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that this idea was simply life. A bag of flour would be the item that was chosen.

Their Yellow Ogre desperately looked for a teapot that they would play with. It should be an original thought, to many, but not to the Ogre, who feels it would be awesome. Bizarrely, a teapot is the item to select.

Their Yellow Ogre often carried a tomato that they sometimes demolish. This is certainly a strange idea, to most, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea is awe-inspring. A tomato being the item selected.

Their Yellow Ogre owned a bag of poop that they would smash. It might have been a fairly funny proposal, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who expected that the idea was epic. Honestly, a bag of poop would be the item chosen.

Their Yellow Ogre desperately wanted a can of Dr Pepper that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might have been a fairly extraordinary thought, to many, but not to the Ogre, who feels it was wonderful. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper was the item that was selected.

Their Yellow Ogre desperately desired a pint of beer to put down their trousers. It is a weird thought, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who thought that the idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a pint of beer was the thing that was opted for.