Her Depressed Fisherman

Her Depressed Fisherman desperately wanted a computer that they would worship. It should have been a curious thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Fisherman, who considered that it was in fact, wonderful. Who would have imagined, a computer being the item opted for.

Her Depressed Fisherman always carried a chocolate bar that they liked to experiment on. It should have been a funny approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that this idea is wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a chocolate bar being the thing selected.

Her Depressed Fisherman desperately desired a set of lego that they would occasionally smash. It should be a fairly bizarre action, to my grandma, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided it was breathtaking. A set of lego is the thing to select.

Her Depressed Fisherman carried a bag of poop that they would occasionally play with. It was a fairly peculiar undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop was the thing that was selected.

Her Depressed Fisherman always had with them a bat that they would put in the bath with him. This is certainly an odd thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Fisherman, who thinks that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a bat was the thing that was selected.

Her Depressed Fisherman always kept a set of lego that they would sometimes rub on his belly. This seems a funny action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that this idea was exciting. Honestly, a set of lego of all things.