Their Purple Santa

Their Purple Santa carried a cup that they liked to put down their trousers. It should be a funny suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Santa, who expected it would be stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup is the thing to choose.

Their Purple Santa needed a sword that they sometimes break. One might consider this to be a fairly exciting activity, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderful. A sword would be the thing that was opted for.

Their Purple Santa desperately craved for a crown that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a weird undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Santa, who thought that this idea is simply life. Bizarrely, a crown of all things.

Their Purple Santa always carried a sponge that they would sometimes cuddle. This might appear to be an exciting operation, to my grandma, but not to the Santa, who considered that the idea was magnificent. Who would have imagined, a sponge is the item that was chosen.

Their Purple Santa desperately looked for a pint of beer that they liked to try to balance on their head. It is considered to be an unusual proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Santa, who thinks it was wonderful. Remarkably, a pint of beer being the chosen thing.

Their Purple Santa found a vibrator that they would occasionally smash. This could be considered a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Santa, who feels that it was in fact, out of this world. A vibrator was the thing that was chosen.