Book of Art n Shit
Once upon a time, in a far away place, there lived a swamp demon that liked to eat paint. Soon enough he realized that you shouldn't eat paint when his stomach began to hurt. He ended up throwing up all over the walls of his tiny house and then passing out. He had a dream that night, where he was visited by a strange fairy. The fairy was a bit of a prick, he tried to stab him with a toothpick a couple times, but he said he would grant the demon a wish if the demon would help him fulfil his dream of becoming a tap dancer. Deciding that it wouldn't be that hard, the swamp demon agreed and wished to be the best painter in the world. Turns out, he was only the best painter in the world when he ate the paint and threw it up on the canvas. So now if he wanted to be recognised as an artistic genius he'd have to eat a fuckton of paint and deal with an eternal stomachache and yellow teeth. Oh, and he had to pay for the fairy's tap dancing lessons. Eventually the swamp demon ate too much paint and had an aneurism due to taking in to much toxic shit.
The moral of the story, kids, is to never eat paint because it's fucking disgusting.