Their Purple Santa

Their Purple Santa desperately craved for a little monkey to throw. It might have been a curious undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who feels that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a little monkey is the thing to opt for.

Their Purple Santa searched for a sack of potatoes that they would put on his head. This might appear to be an unusual thought, to my dad, but not to the Santa, who felt it would be out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a sack of potatoes is the thing to select.

Their Purple Santa carried a crown that they sometimes play with. One might find this to be an unusual approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Santa, who expected that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown was the item that was chosen.

Their Purple Santa found a rubber chicken that they would insert somewhere. This seems a fairly exciting thought, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who had decided it would be simply life. Honestly, a rubber chicken is the thing to select.

Their Purple Santa craved for a sponge that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This could be considered a surprising idea, to my mum, but not to the Santa, who thought that this idea is the most awesome idea. Strangely, a sponge was the chosen thing.

Their Purple Santa had a porno magazine that they would sometimes put on his head. One might say this is a fairly strange suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Santa, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. Honestly, a porno magazine being the item selected.