The Funny Santa

The Funny Santa wanted a computer that they sometimes drop. This might appear to be a fairly exciting undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Santa, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. Strangely, a computer was the chosen thing.

The Funny Santa desperately looked for a mug that they would occasionally sleep with. One might find this to be a bizarre idea, to me and my children, but not to the Santa, who thinks that it was in fact, stunning. Who would have thought, a mug is the item that was chosen.

The Funny Santa looked for a sword that they would play with. This seems a fairly surprising thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Santa, who thinks that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a sword is the thing to choose.

The Funny Santa had a melon to drop. It might have been a fairly new operation, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who assumed it would be miraculous. Who would have thought, a melon is the item to select.

The Funny Santa desperately searched for a painting of a melon that they would occasionally share. One might consider this to be an exciting operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Santa, who had decided that it was in fact, breathtaking. A painting of a melon was the thing that was chosen.

The Funny Santa found a crown that they would sometimes embrace. This seems a new thought, to you, but not to the Santa, who thought that the idea was miraculous. Honestly, a crown would be the item that was opted for.