The Brainy Artist desperately searched for a bag of flour that they would occasionally smash. This might appear to be an original operation, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who assumed that it was in fact, wonderful. Remarkably, a bag of flour is the thing to select.
The Brainy Artist desperately desired a wig that they sometimes break. This seems to be a fairly curious action, to my children, but not to the Artist, who had decided that this idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a wig of all things.
The Brainy Artist desperately needed a pencil sharpener that they liked to hug. This could be considered a fairly astonishing proposal, to most, but not to the Artist, who had decided it would be stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a pencil sharpener being the chosen thing.
The Brainy Artist looked for a tomato that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was an extraordinary activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, amazing. Who would have thought, a tomato is the thing to select.
The Brainy Artist desperately looked for a helmet to worship. This might appear to be a fairly strange thought, to some, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea is magnificent. Who would have thought, a helmet is the item to choose.
The Brainy Artist desperately craved for a sack of potatoes that they would play with. One might say this is an exciting operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who thought that this idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a sack of potatoes being the item opted for.