Their Square Artist carried a custard pie that they would put down their trousers. It would have been a fairly odd undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea is spectacular. Who would have imagined, a custard pie was the chosen item.
Their Square Artist desperately craved for a tomato to break. It is considered to be a weird and wonderful exercise, to many, but not to the Artist, who feels that the idea was simply life. A tomato was the item that was opted for.
Their Square Artist desperately looked for a sponge that they would drop. One might consider this to be a fairly unusual exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a sponge is the thing to opt for.
Their Square Artist searched for a melon that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This is certainly a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who thinks that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Strangely, a melon is the item that was chosen.
Their Square Artist searched for a stapler to eat. One might find this to be an extraordinary thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. A stapler would be the item that was selected.
Their Square Artist owned a can of Dr Pepper that they would often put down their trousers. This might appear to be a fairly bizarre undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea is sublime. Honestly, a can of Dr Pepper is the item to select.