Their Yellow Fisherman

Their Yellow Fisherman desperately searched for a porno magazine to try to nail to the wall. This could be considered a fairly peculiar thought, to you, but not to the Fisherman, who expected that this idea was wonderous. A porno magazine would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Yellow Fisherman needed a painting of a melon that they liked to hug. One might say this is a strange exercise, to me, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided that this idea is awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a painting of a melon being the item selected.

Their Yellow Fisherman craved for a big sponge that they sometimes cuddle. This is certainly a weird operation, to my children, but not to the Fisherman, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a big sponge being the thing selected.

Their Yellow Fisherman desperately craved for a porno magazine to rub on his belly. It was considered to be a surprising thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided that it was in fact, simply life. Bizarrely, a porno magazine was the item that was opted for.

Their Yellow Fisherman craved for a pint of cider that they would often throw. It should have been a fairly peculiar action, to my grandpa, but not to the Fisherman, who assumed that this idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a pint of cider would be the thing that was selected.

Their Yellow Fisherman craved for a pint of beer that they would sometimes hug. One might say this is a fairly bizarre action, to my neighbour, but not to the Fisherman, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a pint of beer would be the item chosen.