Her Purple Fisherman

Her Purple Fisherman desperately searched for a piece of paper that they sometimes worship. It is an odd operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Fisherman, who felt that this idea was stunning. Who would have thought, a piece of paper was the chosen thing.

Her Purple Fisherman desperately desired a pen that they would occasionally smash. It should be a fairly original idea, to my children, but not to the Fisherman, who expected that this idea is sublime. Bizarrely, a pen was the item that was chosen.

Her Purple Fisherman desperately wanted a stapler that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. This could be considered a different approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Fisherman, who thinks that this idea was simply life. A stapler would be the item that was selected.

Her Purple Fisherman searched for a magic 8 ball that they would often cuddle. It might be a fairly strange idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided that this idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a magic 8 ball would be the item that was selected.

Her Purple Fisherman owned a mug that they sometimes rub on his belly. This might appear to be a fairly astonishing suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a mug having that done to it

Her Purple Fisherman desired a CD player that they would often demolish. One might say this is a surprising activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that it was in fact, spectacular. Remarkably, a CD player would be the chosen thing.