Their Purple Artist craved for a stapler that they would play with. This seems a fairly surprising exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. Strangely, a stapler was the thing that was opted for.
Their Purple Artist desperately needed a painting of a melon that they would occasionally put down their trousers. One might find this to be a fairly weird undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a painting of a melon being the item selected.
Their Purple Artist desperately wanted a stapler that they would occasionally hug. One might consider this to be an exciting proposal, to my dad, but not to the Artist, who feels that the idea was amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a stapler of all things.
Their Purple Artist wanted a pencil sharpener to eat. It would have been an unusual activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who thought that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener was the thing that was selected.
Their Purple Artist had a big sponge to drop. This could be considered an unusual operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a big sponge was the item that was opted for.
Their Purple Artist desperately searched for a rubber chicken that they would occasionally cuddle. It should have been a funny undertaking, to some, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea was awesome. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken was the chosen thing.