My Naughty Santa

My Naughty Santa craved for a melon that they would often sleep with. It might be a fairly surprising approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Santa, who thought it was wonderful. Remarkably, a melon would be the item that was opted for.

My Naughty Santa searched for a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This seems to be a different thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Santa, who assumed that this idea was stunning. Honestly, a sack of potatoes would be the thing that was chosen.

My Naughty Santa desperately searched for a bottle of wine that they would occasionally drop. It would be a fairly exciting approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who assumed that this idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a bottle of wine would be the thing that was opted for.

My Naughty Santa needed a bag of flour that they liked to share. It is a fairly astonishing approach to life, to you, but not to the Santa, who expected that this idea is wonderful. Honestly, a bag of flour was the item that was opted for.

My Naughty Santa desperately craved for a can of coke that they liked to experiment on. This is certainly a fairly curious action, to you, but not to the Santa, who expected that this idea was fun. Honestly, a can of coke was the item that was chosen.

My Naughty Santa had a stapler that they would sit and look at. It might be an odd exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Santa, who felt that this idea is amazing. Who would have thought, a stapler is the item to choose.