The Crypting Fisherman

The Crypting Fisherman looked for a bottle of beer that they would often try to nail to the wall. It should have been a strange proposal, to some, but not to the Fisherman, who expected that this idea is exciting. Strangely, a bottle of beer is the thing to opt for.

The Crypting Fisherman desperately looked for a piece of paper that they sometimes demolish. One might find this to be an unusual suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Fisherman, who expected that this idea is simply life. Strangely, a piece of paper was the thing that was selected.

The Crypting Fisherman needed a melon that they would hug. It might have been a fairly astonishing undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Fisherman, who thinks that this idea is fun. A melon was the thing that was chosen.

The Crypting Fisherman owned a melon that they would put on his head. It should have been a fairly strange operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Fisherman, who felt it would be simply life. Who would have thought, a melon was the chosen thing.

The Crypting Fisherman desperately wanted a magic 8 ball to put in the bath with him. It would be a fairly funny activity, to my mum, but not to the Fisherman, who thinks that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball is the thing to select.

The Crypting Fisherman desperately looked for a sack of potatoes that they would break. This might appear to be an unusual activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was awe-inspring. A sack of potatoes would be the chosen thing.