Their Stupid Artist

Their Stupid Artist desperately searched for a little monkey that they would often eat. This could be considered a fairly odd operation, to you, but not to the Artist, who feels it would be awe-inspring. A little monkey was the item that was chosen.

Their Stupid Artist desperately needed a pint of beer that they would sometimes sit and look at. One might find this to be a strange suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea is breathtaking. Remarkably, a pint of beer being the thing opted for.

Their Stupid Artist carried a magic 8 ball that they would occasionally experiment on. It might have been a funny action, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who thinks it would be out of this world. Honestly, a magic 8 ball is the thing to choose.

Their Stupid Artist found a set of lego to cuddle. It might be a fairly new undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who considered that it was in fact, amazing. Who would have imagined, a set of lego was the item that was selected.

Their Stupid Artist desperately looked for a condom that they liked to put down their trousers. It might have been a fairly unusual idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who thought it would be magnificent. A condom being the chosen item.

Their Stupid Artist desperately craved for a toilet brush to rub on his belly. This could be considered an unusual approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who expected it would be simply life. Strangely, a toilet brush would be the item that was selected.