The Orange Ogre

The Orange Ogre desperately searched for a pint of beer to cuddle. It might have been a peculiar approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. A pint of beer was the chosen item.

The Orange Ogre desperately searched for a pint of cider that they would occasionally drop. It was considered to be a fairly funny thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Ogre, who had decided it would be sublime. A pint of cider was the item that was opted for.

The Orange Ogre always kept a bottle of coke that they liked to break. It was considered to be a fairly peculiar thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea is entertaining. Bizarrely, a bottle of coke was the thing that was chosen.

The Orange Ogre looked for a stretchman to insert somewhere. One might find this to be a fairly surprising activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who assumed it was awesome. Strangely, a stretchman is the item to select.

The Orange Ogre craved for a can of Dr Pepper that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly a different thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Ogre, who felt that this idea is awe-inspring. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper being the item opted for.

The Orange Ogre had a painting of a melon that they would try to balance on their head. It would have been a weird exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Ogre, who felt it would be stunning. Who would have imagined, a painting of a melon being the chosen item.