My Boring Santa

My Boring Santa desperately wanted a chocolate bar that they would put down their trousers. It should be an original proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Santa, who thought that it was in fact, out of this world. Strangely, a chocolate bar would be the item that was chosen.

My Boring Santa found a condom that they would occasionally experiment on. It might have been an unusual undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Santa, who thought that it was in fact, wonderous. Remarkably, a condom was the thing that was selected.

My Boring Santa wanted a radiator that they sometimes eat. This seems an exciting undertaking, to me, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is wonderful. Who would have thought, a radiator was the thing that was opted for.

My Boring Santa searched for a magic 8 ball that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It should have been a different proposal, to my mum, but not to the Santa, who thought it would be amazing. Bizarrely, a magic 8 ball would be the chosen thing.

My Boring Santa desperately looked for a wig that they would smash. One might consider this to be a fairly different exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Santa, who thought it was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a wig would be the thing that was selected.

My Boring Santa often carried a stretchman that they would sometimes drop. It is a fairly different undertaking, to many, but not to the Santa, who assumed it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a stretchman of all things.