My Handsome Ogre

My Handsome Ogre needed a tomato that they would sometimes drop. It should be a somewhat surprising action, to me, but not to the Ogre, who feels it was entertaining. Who would have thought, a tomato would be the thing that was chosen.

My Handsome Ogre desperately needed a mug that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It should be an original thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who thought that it was in fact, amazing. Bizarrely, a mug is the item that was chosen.

My Handsome Ogre desperately searched for a rubber chicken that they sometimes sleep with. It would be a curious proposal, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was magnificent. Honestly, a rubber chicken being the chosen thing.

My Handsome Ogre desperately looked for a rubber johnny that they would put down their trousers. It should have been an extraordinary operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who considered that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a rubber johnny is the thing to choose.

My Handsome Ogre desperately wanted a can of coke to eat. One might say this is a curious operation, to me and my children, but not to the Ogre, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. Strangely, a can of coke is the item to opt for.

My Handsome Ogre desperately desired a vibrator that they would drop. One might say this is a fairly new exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Ogre, who feels that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a vibrator being the chosen thing.