A Fat Artist

A Fat Artist needed a bottle of coke that they would occasionally put up their bum. This seems to be a fairly bizarre thought, to me, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a bottle of coke would be the thing that was chosen.

A Fat Artist looked for a tomato that they would occasionally worship. It might be a fairly strange proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who expected it would be exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato is the thing to choose.

A Fat Artist desperately needed a pen that they would often insert somewhere. One might find this to be a fairly strange idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who feels that this idea is the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a pen being the item selected.

A Fat Artist always kept a dildo that they would often embrace. One might consider this to be a fairly odd exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who considered it was sublime. Bizarrely, a dildo was the thing that was selected.

A Fat Artist looked for a spade that they would sometimes cuddle. It should have been a fairly extraordinary activity, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a spade is the item that was chosen.

A Fat Artist craved for a set of lego that they liked to try to balance on their head. It might have been an astonishing thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who thought that it was in fact, epic. Honestly, a set of lego of all things.