My Scary Elf

My Scary Elf always kept a pen that they would often put up their bum. One might consider this to be a fairly extraordinary thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who considered that this idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a pen was the chosen thing.

My Scary Elf desperately desired a painting of a melon that they would often rub on his belly. This seems a bizarre approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Elf, who considered that the idea was epic. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon would be the thing that was selected.

My Scary Elf wanted a porno magazine that they would occasionally sit and look at. One might say this is a somewhat surprising approach to life, to me, but not to the Elf, who feels that the idea was fun. Strangely, a porno magazine was the chosen thing.

My Scary Elf found a sponge that they would often throw. This might appear to be a surprising activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who expected that it was in fact, miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a sponge is the item to choose.

My Scary Elf always had with them a cup that they would play with. One might find this to be a fairly surprising suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Elf, who feels that the idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a cup is the item to opt for.

My Scary Elf wanted a can of Tango to put up their bum. It would be an exciting activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Elf, who thinks that it was in fact, fun. A can of Tango would be the chosen thing.