The Hungry Artist

The Hungry Artist desperately looked for a custard pie that they would often rub on his belly. It is considered to be a curious thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who feels that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a custard pie was the item that was opted for.

The Hungry Artist desperately desired a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally put on his head. It would be a fairly strange exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who assumed it would be exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Dr Pepper was the thing that was selected.

The Hungry Artist needed a can of Tango that they would sometimes embrace. It would have been a fairly astonishing approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who considered that this idea is wonderful. Honestly, a can of Tango would be the item chosen.

The Hungry Artist craved for a lava lamp that they would put in the bath with him. It was considered to be a strange activity, to some, but not to the Artist, who feels that it was in fact, sublime. Honestly, a lava lamp being the chosen thing.

The Hungry Artist desperately searched for a bag of poop that they sometimes put down their trousers. One might say this is a curious thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who had decided it would be the most awesome idea. Honestly, a bag of poop was the chosen item.

The Hungry Artist craved for a painting of a melon that they would try to balance on their head. It should be a somewhat surprising exercise, to you, but not to the Artist, who expected that it was in fact, spectacular. Remarkably, a painting of a melon is the thing that was chosen.