My Jolly Santa

My Jolly Santa looked for a bag of flour to put on his head. This seems to be a fairly peculiar thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Santa, who felt it was magnificent. Who would have thought, a bag of flour is the thing to opt for.

My Jolly Santa desperately wanted a rubber johnny that they would put down their trousers. It might be a peculiar proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Santa, who had decided that this idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a rubber johnny being the item selected.

My Jolly Santa desperately searched for a magic 8 ball that they liked to worship. This seems to be a fairly odd approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Santa, who expected it would be awesome. Honestly, a magic 8 ball was the item that was opted for.

My Jolly Santa looked for a block of cheese that they would sometimes sit and look at. It would have been a weird thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Santa, who thought that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a block of cheese was the item that was chosen.

My Jolly Santa desperately craved for a sword that they liked to insert somewhere. This could be considered a fairly extraordinary proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Santa, who felt it was awe-inspring. Honestly, a sword is the thing to choose.

My Jolly Santa desperately wanted a set of lego that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It is a fairly new operation, to you, but not to the Santa, who considered that this idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a set of lego being the chosen thing.