Their Orange Elf
Their Orange Elf wanted a set of lego that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. One might consider this to be a fairly extraordinary action, to you, but not to the Elf, who thought that this idea is miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a set of lego is the item to choose.
Their Orange Elf carried a set of lego that they would often put down their trousers. One might find this to be an exciting operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Elf, who felt that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a set of lego is the thing to select.
Their Orange Elf craved for a wig that they would often smash. It was a fairly new thing to do, to me, but not to the Elf, who thought it was sublime. Strangely, a wig was the chosen thing.
Their Orange Elf desperately searched for a helmet that they liked to demolish. It should be an astonishing thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Elf, who assumed that the idea was stunning. Honestly, a helmet is the thing that was chosen.
Their Orange Elf searched for a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally sit and look at. It should be a fairly astonishing action, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who felt that the idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener being the thing selected.
Their Orange Elf desired a mug that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It should have been a bizarre proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who thinks that the idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a mug was the chosen item.
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