My Colourful Fisherman

My Colourful Fisherman carried a melon that they would occasionally hug. It might have been a bizarre action, to me, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. Strangely, a melon would be the chosen thing.

My Colourful Fisherman desired a cup that they would often insert somewhere. It was a fairly unusual action, to you and me, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided that this idea was awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a cup being the chosen thing.

My Colourful Fisherman needed a pen that they liked to throw. One might find this to be a strange exercise, to my mum, but not to the Fisherman, who expected that the idea was fun. A pen would be the thing that was chosen.

My Colourful Fisherman searched for a lava lamp that they would often embrace. It is an unusual thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that this idea is magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a lava lamp being the chosen thing.

My Colourful Fisherman craved for a rubber johnny that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It is an exciting thought, to me and my children, but not to the Fisherman, who thought that this idea was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a rubber johnny would be the item chosen.

My Colourful Fisherman desperately craved for a pint of cider to put down their trousers. It was considered to be a strange idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Fisherman, who thinks that the idea was epic. Who would have imagined, a pint of cider was the chosen thing.