My Magical Reindeer

My Magical Reindeer wanted a pencil sharpener to eat. This is certainly a funny proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Reindeer, who felt that this idea is sublime. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the thing to select.

My Magical Reindeer wanted a porno magazine that they would insert somewhere. It was a fairly exciting approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Reindeer, who expected that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a porno magazine is the thing to opt for.

My Magical Reindeer desperately wanted a computer that they sometimes demolish. It was considered to be a fairly strange idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Reindeer, who had decided it would be spectacular. Honestly, a computer would be the thing that was chosen.

My Magical Reindeer desperately wanted a magic 8 ball that they sometimes experiment on. It was a strange suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Reindeer, who considered it would be out of this world. Strangely, a magic 8 ball is the item to choose.

My Magical Reindeer looked for a sword that they liked to smash. It might be a fairly unusual thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Reindeer, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a sword was the thing that was opted for.

My Magical Reindeer desperately wanted a pint of cider that they would sleep with. It might be a fairly odd thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Reindeer, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is out of this world. Strangely, a pint of cider is the thing to opt for.