A Purple Reindeer

A Purple Reindeer desperately searched for a helmet that they would often sit and look at. This seems a fairly surprising operation, to many, but not to the Reindeer, who expected it was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a helmet being the chosen item.

A Purple Reindeer desperately looked for a cup to share. One might consider this to be an extraordinary approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Reindeer, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was epic. Bizarrely, a cup is the item to choose.

A Purple Reindeer craved for a pint of cider that they would occasionally worship. This seems to be a different approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Reindeer, who had come to the conclusion it was amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider would be the item that was selected.

A Purple Reindeer wanted a melon that they sometimes eat. This seems a surprising action, to my grandma, but not to the Reindeer, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a melon was the chosen thing.

A Purple Reindeer desperately wanted a bag of poop that they would sometimes cuddle. It would be a different exercise, to you and me, but not to the Reindeer, who felt that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a bag of poop was the thing that was selected.

A Purple Reindeer desperately looked for a dildo that they sometimes experiment on. This could be considered a fairly peculiar operation, to me, but not to the Reindeer, who had come to the conclusion it was awe-inspring. A dildo would be the thing that was opted for.