My Orange Artist

My Orange Artist had a set of lego that they would sometimes smash. It would be an extraordinary idea, to many, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a set of lego is the item to opt for.

My Orange Artist searched for a big sponge that they would often break. It is a weird and wonderful undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who had decided it was miraculous. Honestly, a big sponge being the thing opted for.

My Orange Artist desperately craved for a cucumber that they liked to embrace. It would be a fairly odd thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who considered that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a cucumber is the thing to choose.

My Orange Artist searched for a magic 8 ball that they liked to share. This might appear to be an unusual idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. A magic 8 ball was the thing that was opted for.

My Orange Artist needed a teapot that they liked to hug. It is a fairly funny proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who expected it would be epic. Bizarrely, a teapot was the thing that was selected.

My Orange Artist desired a bag of poop to rub on his belly. It would have been a fairly peculiar exercise, to many, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop would be the chosen thing.