Her Lonely Hedgehog

Her Lonely Hedgehog carried a porno magazine that they would often demolish. This might appear to be an odd undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. Who would have thought, a porno magazine of all things.

Her Lonely Hedgehog craved for a stapler that they would often put on his head. One might find this to be a fairly exciting thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that the idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a stapler is the thing to choose.

Her Lonely Hedgehog desperately craved for a bottle of coke to embrace. It should be an extraordinary activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a bottle of coke is the thing to select.

Her Lonely Hedgehog carried a ball that they sometimes cuddle. This seems to be a peculiar exercise, to my mum, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels it would be simply life. Who would have imagined, a ball being the chosen item.

Her Lonely Hedgehog wanted a custard pie that they would drop. This is certainly a fairly unusual exercise, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who felt that the idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a custard pie of all things.

Her Lonely Hedgehog needed a set of lego that they would sometimes worship. It should have been a strange operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Hedgehog, who thinks that the idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a set of lego being the thing selected.