His Eccentric Fisherman

His Eccentric Fisherman always had with them a mug that they would often try to balance on their head. It was a fairly odd thought, to me and my children, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is spectacular. Remarkably, a mug was the chosen item.

His Eccentric Fisherman craved for a wig that they would occasionally cuddle. It is a new exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Fisherman, who thinks it was stunning. Strangely, a wig was the thing that was chosen.

His Eccentric Fisherman often carried a bag of poop that they would rub on his belly. It would be a curious thought, to you and me, but not to the Fisherman, who expected it was simply life. Remarkably, a bag of poop would be the item that was selected.

His Eccentric Fisherman desperately wanted a teapot that they would throw. It would have been a fairly unusual undertaking, to you, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that the idea was entertaining. Honestly, a teapot is the item to select.

His Eccentric Fisherman desperately wanted a set of lego to eat. This seems to be a fairly different activity, to me and my children, but not to the Fisherman, who assumed that it was in fact, breathtaking. A set of lego was the item that was chosen.

His Eccentric Fisherman often carried a pen that they liked to sit and look at. One might consider this to be a bizarre activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a pen being the thing opted for.