His Yellow Alien

His Yellow Alien craved for a bag of flour that they sometimes drop. It would be a fairly original operation, to me, but not to the Alien, who thought that the idea was entertaining. Strangely, a bag of flour would be the thing that was chosen.

His Yellow Alien craved for a painting of a melon that they sometimes eat. This seems a new exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Alien, who had decided it was epic. A painting of a melon being the thing selected.

His Yellow Alien wanted a bag of poop that they would sometimes sleep with. One might consider this to be a fairly different undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Alien, who assumed that it was in fact, fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop being the chosen item.

His Yellow Alien craved for a spade that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It would have been a somewhat surprising idea, to me and my children, but not to the Alien, who assumed it would be fun. Who would have thought, a spade of all things.

His Yellow Alien craved for a lava lamp to hug. It is considered to be an extraordinary approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Alien, who expected that this idea is simply life. Remarkably, a lava lamp would be the thing that was opted for.

His Yellow Alien looked for a lava lamp that they would often put down their trousers. This could be considered a fairly curious undertaking, to some, but not to the Alien, who thought that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a lava lamp is the item to select.