Her Exciting Elf

Her Exciting Elf desperately craved for a crown that they would occasionally sleep with. It might have been a fairly different idea, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who thinks that this idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a crown was the thing that was selected.

Her Exciting Elf desperately searched for a pint of beer that they sometimes put in the bath with him. It should be a peculiar idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a pint of beer is the thing to choose.

Her Exciting Elf needed a cucumber that they would worship. This is certainly a fairly new idea, to me, but not to the Elf, who expected it would be exciting. Who would have thought, a cucumber is the thing to choose.

Her Exciting Elf wanted a can of Tango to hug. It was a fairly different thing to do, to most, but not to the Elf, who feels it was epic. Strangely, a can of Tango being the item opted for.

Her Exciting Elf often carried a mug that they sometimes cuddle. This seems a new undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who felt that it was in fact, wonderful. Honestly, a mug being the thing selected.

Her Exciting Elf needed a piece of paper that they liked to rub on his belly. It is an odd approach to life, to some, but not to the Elf, who assumed it was magnificent. Remarkably, a piece of paper being the chosen thing.