My Red Elf

My Red Elf desperately craved for a big sponge that they liked to put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly odd idea, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who thinks it would be out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a big sponge was the chosen item.

My Red Elf desperately wanted a bottle of beer to try to nail to the wall. It should have been a fairly surprising action, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was amazing. Honestly, a bottle of beer being the chosen thing.

My Red Elf desperately desired a spade that they would sometimes share. It is a strange thought, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who assumed that it was in fact, wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a spade would be the item chosen.

My Red Elf craved for a pint of beer that they liked to insert somewhere. It was a peculiar action, to you, but not to the Elf, who feels it would be entertaining. Who would have thought, a pint of beer is the item to choose.

My Red Elf desperately wanted a magic 8 ball to try to nail to the wall. It was a strange undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who felt that it was in fact, simply life. Bizarrely, a magic 8 ball would be the item chosen.

My Red Elf owned a painting of a melon that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. This seems a bizarre suggestion, to some, but not to the Elf, who feels that it was in fact, spectacular. Honestly, a painting of a melon having that done to it