His Fucking Fisherman

His Fucking Fisherman often carried a pen that they sometimes eat. It would be a fairly surprising activity, to you, but not to the Fisherman, who assumed that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a pen would be the item chosen.

His Fucking Fisherman craved for a can of Tango that they sometimes sit and look at. One might consider this to be a fairly new undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Fisherman, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a can of Tango is the item to choose.

His Fucking Fisherman owned a can of Dr Pepper that they would often share. One might consider this to be a weird approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Fisherman, who felt that it was in fact, wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper would be the thing that was chosen.

His Fucking Fisherman desperately needed a hat to throw. It might have been a new action, to my dad, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that this idea is spectacular. Bizarrely, a hat would be the chosen thing.

His Fucking Fisherman craved for a Harry Potter wand that they would break. It might have been a fairly astonishing operation, to me, but not to the Fisherman, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awesome. Bizarrely, a Harry Potter wand is the item to choose.

His Fucking Fisherman always kept a stretchman that they would occasionally throw. This could be considered an astonishing idea, to my dad, but not to the Fisherman, who feels that the idea was miraculous. Honestly, a stretchman was the chosen item.