Her Jolly Santa

Her Jolly Santa desperately needed a pencil sharpener that they would often put up their bum. It would be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to some, but not to the Santa, who assumed that this idea is awesome. Bizarrely, a pencil sharpener was the thing that was selected.

Her Jolly Santa needed a cucumber that they would embrace. It should have been a fairly odd approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is awe-inspring. Remarkably, a cucumber is the item to select.

Her Jolly Santa desperately wanted a can of Tango that they would occasionally drop. It should have been a fairly original thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have thought, a can of Tango would be the item that was selected.

Her Jolly Santa needed a hat that they sometimes smash. It would have been a fairly astonishing exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Santa, who expected that this idea is magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a hat being the chosen thing.

Her Jolly Santa always carried a melon that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. It was a fairly funny approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Santa, who considered it was fun. You wouldnt have thought, a melon is the thing to opt for.

Her Jolly Santa often carried a pint of cider that they liked to smash. It was a fairly original activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Santa, who feels that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider being the thing selected.