Their Bum Loving Elf

Their Bum Loving Elf craved for a piece of paper that they would play with. This might appear to be a fairly extraordinary exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who had decided that this idea is amazing. Strangely, a piece of paper was the thing that was selected.

Their Bum Loving Elf desired a helmet that they liked to try to balance on their head. This might appear to be a fairly odd suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who had decided that the idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a helmet would be the chosen thing.

Their Bum Loving Elf desired a piece of paper that they would sometimes put on his head. It was a fairly original approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was wonderous. Strangely, a piece of paper being the item selected.

Their Bum Loving Elf had a pint of cider that they would sleep with. It would have been a fairly curious undertaking, to my children, but not to the Elf, who felt that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider was the thing that was selected.

Their Bum Loving Elf owned a set of lego that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This seems a fairly odd undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was amazing. Remarkably, a set of lego of all things.

Their Bum Loving Elf owned a bottle of coke that they would break. It might have been a fairly exciting operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who expected that this idea is amazing. Honestly, a bottle of coke is the item to opt for.