Their Gentle Artist

Their Gentle Artist craved for a stretchman that they would often worship. It was considered to be an original action, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a stretchman would be the chosen thing.

Their Gentle Artist looked for a bag of poop that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should have been a new approach to life, to most, but not to the Artist, who feels that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop was the chosen item.

Their Gentle Artist owned a bag of flour to hug. It is considered to be an extraordinary proposal, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who thought it was magnificent. Bizarrely, a bag of flour having that done to it

Their Gentle Artist desperately needed a bat that they sometimes throw. It might have been a fairly new undertaking, to me, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, magnificent. Honestly, a bat is the thing that was chosen.

Their Gentle Artist always had with them a stretchman that they liked to sit and look at. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who had decided it would be the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a stretchman being the thing opted for.

Their Gentle Artist craved for a CD player that they would drop. It is a different action, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a CD player was the chosen thing.