Her Confused Fisherman

Her Confused Fisherman desperately searched for a stapler that they sometimes put on his head. One might say this is a fairly curious operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Fisherman, who felt that this idea was fun. A stapler would be the item that was chosen.

Her Confused Fisherman desperately searched for a custard pie that they would throw. One might say this is an astonishing undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Fisherman, who thought that the idea was magnificent. Strangely, a custard pie is the item that was chosen.

Her Confused Fisherman desperately wanted a cucumber that they would occasionally put down their trousers. One might find this to be a different proposal, to some, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a cucumber would be the chosen thing.

Her Confused Fisherman had a bag of poop that they would often put in the bath with him. It would have been a fairly surprising proposal, to my children, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop being the chosen thing.

Her Confused Fisherman desperately needed a stretchman to embrace. This seems to be a new idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Fisherman, who assumed that it was in fact, miraculous. Honestly, a stretchman was the chosen thing.

Her Confused Fisherman needed a painting of a melon that they would sometimes break. This seems to be a different exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a painting of a melon was the chosen item.