My Brainy Artist

My Brainy Artist craved for a rubber chicken that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It would have been a fairly bizarre approach to life, to many, but not to the Artist, who thinks that it was in fact, epic. Strangely, a rubber chicken was the thing that was opted for.

My Brainy Artist desperately desired a radiator that they would occasionally sit and look at. It should be a fairly funny undertaking, to many, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a radiator would be the chosen thing.

My Brainy Artist needed a spade that they would occasionally throw. It might have been a fairly odd idea, to many, but not to the Artist, who thought that this idea was stunning. Remarkably, a spade is the thing to choose.

My Brainy Artist looked for a sack of potatoes that they sometimes put on his head. It might have been a fairly original undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who considered it would be spectacular. Honestly, a sack of potatoes was the chosen thing.

My Brainy Artist desperately looked for a cheese grater that they would drop. This might appear to be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a cheese grater being the item opted for.

My Brainy Artist desperately looked for a wig that they would occasionally throw. This seems a strange idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea is out of this world. Strangely, a wig was the item that was opted for.