My Confused Fish

My Confused Fish craved for a pen to rub on his belly. It is considered to be an unusual suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Fish, who expected it would be magnificent. Remarkably, a pen is the item to opt for.

My Confused Fish always had with them a rubber chicken that they liked to annihilate It might be a curious idea, to my grandma, but not to the Fish, who assumed it would be fun. Who would have thought, a rubber chicken being the item opted for.

My Confused Fish searched for a rubber chicken to put on his head. One might consider this to be a weird approach to life, to me, but not to the Fish, who thought it would be wonderous. Who would have thought, a rubber chicken was the item that was opted for.

My Confused Fish looked for a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes embrace. This seems a fairly original undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Fish, who considered that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. A magic 8 ball is the item to choose.

My Confused Fish often carried a custard pie that they would worship. It was a fairly astonishing idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Fish, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a custard pie was the chosen item.

My Confused Fish craved for a stapler that they sometimes experiment on. One might find this to be a peculiar exercise, to my dad, but not to the Fish, who thought it was out of this world. Honestly, a stapler is the thing to opt for.