My Confused Fish always had with them a rubber johnny that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It would be a fairly astonishing operation, to you and me, but not to the Fish, who thought that this idea is fun. Remarkably, a rubber johnny of all things.
My Confused Fish always carried a sack of potatoes that they would often put in the bath with him. It would be a bizarre approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Fish, who thought that it was in fact, breathtaking. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes would be the thing that was selected.
My Confused Fish had a pint of beer that they would occasionally hug. It is an astonishing exercise, to many, but not to the Fish, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of beer being the chosen thing.
My Confused Fish wanted a set square that they would occasionally throw. This is certainly an original action, to my grandma, but not to the Fish, who feels that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a set square is the item to select.
My Confused Fish desperately wanted a can of Tango that they would occasionally share. This might appear to be a fairly peculiar proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Fish, who thought it was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a can of Tango was the item that was opted for.
My Confused Fish desperately craved for a crown to drop. This might appear to be a fairly weird and wonderful proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Fish, who considered that this idea is stunning. Honestly, a crown is the thing to select.
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