The Careful Artist desperately craved for a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to put in the bath with him. It was considered to be a fairly extraordinary action, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who thinks that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a can of Dr Pepper is the thing to choose.
The Careful Artist owned a toilet brush that they would sometimes break. It would have been a new action, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who felt it was stunning. Strangely, a toilet brush was the chosen thing.
The Careful Artist often carried a crown that they would smash. This seems a fairly different exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea is out of this world. A crown was the item that was chosen.
The Careful Artist desperately searched for a pint of cider that they would worship. One might consider this to be an extraordinary undertaking, to me, but not to the Artist, who thinks it was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider was the chosen thing.
The Careful Artist craved for a pencil sharpener that they liked to drop. It is a fairly original approach to life, to my children, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was magnificent. A pencil sharpener was the thing that was chosen.
The Careful Artist desperately craved for a set of lego that they would occasionally put on his head. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who had decided it was wonderous. Bizarrely, a set of lego is the item to opt for.