Anxious Artist

Anxious Artist wanted a cup that they would sometimes smash. This seems a curious operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who thought that this idea was amazing. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup is the thing to choose.

Anxious Artist desperately wanted a big sponge that they would occasionally experiment on. One might find this to be an extraordinary suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea is wonderful. Honestly, a big sponge is the thing to opt for.

Anxious Artist had a teapot that they would sometimes share. One might consider this to be a strange suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who assumed that it was in fact, exciting. Who would have imagined, a teapot would be the item chosen.

Anxious Artist desperately needed a porno magazine that they liked to worship. It was considered to be a surprising activity, to most, but not to the Artist, who felt that it was in fact, awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a porno magazine being the thing opted for.

Anxious Artist looked for a lava lamp that they would drop. It might have been a weird suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who considered that it was in fact, awesome. Bizarrely, a lava lamp would be the item chosen.

Anxious Artist needed a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes put down their trousers. One might find this to be a funny thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball being the chosen thing.