Their Big Fish

Their Big Fish desperately craved for a block of cheese that they sometimes sleep with. It should be a new idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Fish, who expected that the idea was miraculous. A block of cheese would be the item that was selected.

Their Big Fish desperately searched for a bag of poop to play with. It would have been a surprising operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Fish, who thought that the idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a bag of poop of all things.

Their Big Fish desperately craved for a spade that they sometimes embrace. This seems a surprising operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Fish, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, spectacular. Who would have imagined, a spade would be the item that was opted for.

Their Big Fish searched for a bottle of wine that they sometimes put down their trousers. This might appear to be a fairly unusual approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Fish, who felt that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a bottle of wine is the thing to select.

Their Big Fish wanted a stretchman that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. This could be considered a funny idea, to my children, but not to the Fish, who assumed it was entertaining. Strangely, a stretchman is the item to opt for.

Their Big Fish needed a sack of potatoes that they liked to experiment on. It should be a weird operation, to me and my children, but not to the Fish, who considered that the idea was out of this world. Honestly, a sack of potatoes would be the item that was chosen.