Her Orange Hedgehog desperately craved for a can of Dr Pepper to break. It is considered to be a bizarre action, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected that it was in fact, simply life. A can of Dr Pepper was the item that was chosen.

Her Orange Hedgehog always kept a tomato that they would often cuddle. This seems to be a fairly different thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a tomato would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Orange Hedgehog desired a helmet that they would occasionally experiment on. It should have been a new approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Hedgehog, who felt that it was in fact, spectacular. Bizarrely, a helmet is the thing that was chosen.

Her Orange Hedgehog carried a mug that they sometimes share. It might be a fairly unusual approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed it was out of this world. Bizarrely, a mug being the item opted for.

Her Orange Hedgehog craved for a pint of cider to smash. It was considered to be an extraordinary idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed that the idea was breathtaking. Strangely, a pint of cider being the thing opted for.

Her Orange Hedgehog always carried a cup to try to balance on their head. One might say this is an odd operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a cup is the thing that was chosen.

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