A Fat Fisherman

A Fat Fisherman carried a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally worship. This could be considered an unusual thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Fisherman, who considered that this idea is awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes of all things.

A Fat Fisherman desperately looked for a melon that they would often put in the bath with him. This might appear to be an extraordinary thing to do, to me, but not to the Fisherman, who had decided that this idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a melon would be the thing that was selected.

A Fat Fisherman looked for a can of Dr Pepper that they would sometimes rub on his belly. One might find this to be a fairly different exercise, to you and me, but not to the Fisherman, who felt that this idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper of all things.

A Fat Fisherman needed a sword to sleep with. This could be considered an exciting idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Fisherman, who thinks that this idea was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a sword is the thing to select.

A Fat Fisherman owned a set square to break. It would have been a weird and wonderful exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderous. Honestly, a set square is the thing that was chosen.

A Fat Fisherman desperately searched for a bag of flour that they liked to worship. One might say this is a fairly new activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that the idea was awesome. Bizarrely, a bag of flour is the item to select.