His Bum Loving Fish

His Bum Loving Fish desperately craved for a wig that they would sometimes break. It might be a fairly new thought, to my dad, but not to the Fish, who expected it would be fun. Remarkably, a wig would be the item chosen.

His Bum Loving Fish always kept a tomato that they would sometimes play with. It was considered to be a fairly weird undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Fish, who feels it was magnificent. Bizarrely, a tomato of all things.

His Bum Loving Fish searched for a bottle of beer that they would play with. It would be an odd approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Fish, who thought it was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer would be the item that was chosen.

His Bum Loving Fish searched for a set of lego that they would occasionally demolish. It should have been an extraordinary operation, to you, but not to the Fish, who assumed it was breathtaking. A set of lego is the thing to choose.

His Bum Loving Fish always kept a sponge that they would often eat. This seems to be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to some, but not to the Fish, who thinks it was out of this world. Bizarrely, a sponge was the item that was selected.

His Bum Loving Fish desperately looked for a pint of cider that they would sometimes embrace. It should be a fairly surprising action, to everybody you know, but not to the Fish, who felt it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a pint of cider having that done to it