My Fat Ogre

My Fat Ogre desperately craved for a rubber chicken that they liked to demolish. It might be a weird and wonderful activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who felt it was exciting. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken is the thing to select.

My Fat Ogre craved for a bottle of coke to try to balance on their head. It was a fairly strange undertaking, to some, but not to the Ogre, who thought that it was in fact, spectacular. Honestly, a bottle of coke would be the item that was selected.

My Fat Ogre had a sponge that they liked to hug. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Ogre, who thought that this idea is out of this world. Strangely, a sponge would be the item that was opted for.

My Fat Ogre found a sponge that they liked to throw. One might find this to be a fairly exciting thing to do, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea was fun. Who would have thought, a sponge being the chosen item.

My Fat Ogre searched for a set square that they liked to demolish. It should have been a strange action, to everybody you know, but not to the Ogre, who thought that this idea is breathtaking. Remarkably, a set square was the chosen item.

My Fat Ogre searched for a wig that they would occasionally hug. This might appear to be a fairly exciting exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who feels it was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a wig was the thing that was chosen.