A Little Santa

A Little Santa needed a bag of poop to experiment on. It might have been a fairly bizarre action, to my dad, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop having that done to it

A Little Santa desperately desired a tomato that they would worship. One might find this to be a curious operation, to me and my children, but not to the Santa, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a tomato was the chosen thing.

A Little Santa often carried a pint of beer to cuddle. This seems to be a fairly astonishing suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Santa, who had decided it would be awe-inspring. Honestly, a pint of beer was the thing that was opted for.

A Little Santa desperately searched for a bag of poop that they would occasionally sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly unusual suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Santa, who felt that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a bag of poop was the thing that was chosen.

A Little Santa owned a sword that they sometimes insert somewhere. This seems a fairly strange thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion it was miraculous. Honestly, a sword was the thing that was chosen.

A Little Santa desperately needed a pint of cider that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might consider this to be a funny undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who expected that this idea was wonderful. Bizarrely, a pint of cider would be the chosen thing.