A Troubled Elf searched for a spade that they would sometimes smash. It might have been a fairly strange action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who had decided that this idea is spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a spade is the item that was chosen.

A Troubled Elf searched for a custard pie that they would sometimes cuddle. It might be a fairly funny thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Elf, who considered it would be the most awesome idea. Honestly, a custard pie was the thing that was opted for.

A Troubled Elf carried a teapot that they sometimes put on his head. It would be an extraordinary exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who thinks that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Honestly, a teapot would be the chosen thing.

A Troubled Elf needed a rubber chicken that they sometimes smash. It was considered to be a surprising activity, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who assumed it would be breathtaking. Bizarrely, a rubber chicken would be the item that was selected.

A Troubled Elf searched for a sack of potatoes that they would insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a fairly astonishing action, to most, but not to the Elf, who assumed that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes was the chosen item.

A Troubled Elf wanted a pint of beer that they would often play with. It might have been a different action, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who considered that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a pint of beer was the chosen item.

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