My Horny Artist

My Horny Artist searched for a can of coke that they liked to smash. One might say this is an unusual action, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who had decided that the idea was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a can of coke would be the thing that was chosen.

My Horny Artist desperately craved for a chocolate bar that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be a somewhat surprising suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a chocolate bar was the thing that was opted for.

My Horny Artist found a bottle of coke that they would occasionally cuddle. It should be a fairly peculiar suggestion, to my children, but not to the Artist, who expected that it was in fact, wonderous. Who would have imagined, a bottle of coke was the item that was selected.

My Horny Artist carried a chocolate bar that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be a fairly exciting thing to do, to me, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar was the item that was selected.

My Horny Artist desperately looked for a spade that they would rub on his belly. This might appear to be a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who had decided that this idea is sublime. Strangely, a spade was the thing that was opted for.

My Horny Artist often carried a ball that they would play with. This seems to be an astonishing idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who assumed it was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a ball is the item to select.