His Stupid Artist

His Stupid Artist desperately craved for a sword that they would demolish. One might find this to be a fairly weird operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who expected it would be fun. Who would have imagined, a sword would be the thing that was selected.

His Stupid Artist searched for a ball to embrace. It would be a fairly peculiar thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea is exciting. Remarkably, a ball would be the item that was selected.

His Stupid Artist found a helmet that they liked to cuddle. It would be a fairly exciting proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who thinks that it was in fact, awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet would be the thing that was opted for.

His Stupid Artist always carried a rubber chicken that they liked to sleep with. It would have been a fairly weird thing to do, to some, but not to the Artist, who thought that this idea is magnificent. Who would have thought, a rubber chicken would be the item chosen.

His Stupid Artist desperately searched for a pencil sharpener that they would sit and look at. One might consider this to be a fairly exciting exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who assumed that it was in fact, epic. Honestly, a pencil sharpener would be the thing that was chosen.

His Stupid Artist needed a spade that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a funny approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who assumed that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a spade would be the thing that was opted for.