A Weary Fish

A Weary Fish owned a bag of flour that they sometimes drop. One might say this is a curious proposal, to me, but not to the Fish, who expected that it was in fact, simply life. Bizarrely, a bag of flour was the item that was selected.

A Weary Fish needed a vibrator that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It might have been an unusual exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Fish, who thought it was entertaining. Strangely, a vibrator would be the item that was selected.

A Weary Fish desired a helmet to rub on his belly. It would be a fairly exciting thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Fish, who thought that this idea was exciting. Strangely, a helmet is the item to choose.

A Weary Fish desired a set square that they would occasionally share. It might be a fairly unusual exercise, to my children, but not to the Fish, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a set square would be the item that was opted for.

A Weary Fish desperately needed a sponge that they would often demolish. One might find this to be a weird and wonderful action, to you, but not to the Fish, who expected it was awe-inspring. Strangely, a sponge is the item to choose.

A Weary Fish desperately searched for a porno magazine that they liked to insert somewhere. It would be a somewhat surprising undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Fish, who assumed that this idea was entertaining. A porno magazine was the thing that was chosen.