My Blue Artist

My Blue Artist desperately searched for a dildo to share. It would be an extraordinary proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, sublime. Strangely, a dildo of all things.

My Blue Artist carried a pencil sharpener to drop. It might be a fairly peculiar activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who feels that it was in fact, simply life. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener being the thing opted for.

My Blue Artist wanted a porno magazine that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. This seems to be a different thing to do, to many, but not to the Artist, who felt that it was in fact, sublime. Who would have imagined, a porno magazine having that done to it

My Blue Artist craved for a sponge to experiment on. This could be considered a fairly weird and wonderful activity, to some, but not to the Artist, who had decided that the idea was the most awesome idea. Honestly, a sponge is the item to opt for.

My Blue Artist owned a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes experiment on. It was a peculiar action, to my children, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a magic 8 ball is the thing to select.

My Blue Artist often carried a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to put down their trousers. It was a surprising undertaking, to me, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea is the most awesome idea. Honestly, a can of Dr Pepper is the item to choose.