My Stupid Fisherman

My Stupid Fisherman desperately wanted a spade that they would sometimes worship. It was considered to be an unusual idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided that this idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a spade was the thing that was opted for.

My Stupid Fisherman owned a sack of potatoes that they sometimes sit and look at. It was considered to be a strange activity, to my dad, but not to the Fisherman, who expected it would be miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a sack of potatoes is the item that was chosen.

My Stupid Fisherman desperately searched for a pint of cider that they would try to nail to the wall. It is considered to be a fairly new activity, to me and my children, but not to the Fisherman, who feels it would be amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider was the thing that was selected.

My Stupid Fisherman wanted a spade that they sometimes cuddle. This seems to be a weird and wonderful approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Fisherman, who assumed that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a spade was the chosen item.

My Stupid Fisherman always carried a painting of a melon that they sometimes sleep with. It should be a weird suggestion, to some, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that this idea was awe-inspring. Strangely, a painting of a melon would be the item that was chosen.

My Stupid Fisherman found a little monkey that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. This could be considered an unusual thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion it would be epic. Who would have thought, a little monkey was the item that was chosen.