Depressed Reindeer

Depressed Reindeer always carried a pint of beer that they sometimes share. It would be an astonishing thought, to my grandma, but not to the Reindeer, who assumed it would be exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer was the item that was chosen.

Depressed Reindeer desperately wanted a piece of paper that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be a peculiar thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Reindeer, who had decided that this idea was stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a piece of paper is the item that was chosen.

Depressed Reindeer desperately searched for a teapot that they liked to rub on his belly. This is certainly a fairly exciting exercise, to me, but not to the Reindeer, who had decided that it was in fact, breathtaking. A teapot being the thing selected.

Depressed Reindeer had a spade that they would put on his head. It should have been a different thing to do, to many, but not to the Reindeer, who assumed it would be stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a spade being the chosen thing.

Depressed Reindeer searched for a chocolate bar that they would often share. It might have been a different operation, to my mum, but not to the Reindeer, who considered that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a chocolate bar being the chosen thing.

Depressed Reindeer desperately looked for a bag of flour to put on his head. It was a strange exercise, to my mum, but not to the Reindeer, who thinks that this idea is sublime. Honestly, a bag of flour was the chosen thing.