My Troubled Ogre

My Troubled Ogre always carried a bottle of beer to cuddle. It was an exciting approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Ogre, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a bottle of beer was the thing that was opted for.

My Troubled Ogre owned a bottle of beer that they would often worship. One might consider this to be a fairly weird approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who felt it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of beer was the item that was opted for.

My Troubled Ogre owned a rubber johnny that they sometimes worship. It was considered to be a surprising thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who feels that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a rubber johnny was the item that was chosen.

My Troubled Ogre desperately needed a crown that they would occasionally hug. It would be a fairly bizarre exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was awesome. Strangely, a crown being the item selected.

My Troubled Ogre often carried a cucumber that they would occasionally play with. It is considered to be an exciting operation, to me, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a cucumber is the thing to select.

My Troubled Ogre always carried a melon to rub on his belly. It would be a fairly curious thing to do, to most, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a melon being the item selected.