Her Crazy Elf

Her Crazy Elf needed a bag of poop that they sometimes worship. It might be a fairly original approach to life, to you, but not to the Elf, who assumed that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop being the chosen item.

Her Crazy Elf desperately needed a stapler that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It is considered to be an exciting suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who feels it was stunning. Remarkably, a stapler being the item selected.

Her Crazy Elf searched for a sack of potatoes that they would often drop. One might consider this to be a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who thinks that this idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes was the chosen thing.

Her Crazy Elf owned a stapler that they liked to put in the bath with him. One might say this is a fairly odd proposal, to many, but not to the Elf, who feels that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a stapler would be the item that was selected.

Her Crazy Elf often carried a melon that they would occasionally drop. It should be an odd operation, to some, but not to the Elf, who considered it was sublime. Strangely, a melon being the chosen item.

Her Crazy Elf always kept a piece of paper that they would demolish. This seems an odd exercise, to my dad, but not to the Elf, who felt it was entertaining. A piece of paper being the chosen thing.