Her Fucking Alien

Her Fucking Alien had a sword to sit and look at. It is considered to be a fairly exciting idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Alien, who had decided that this idea was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a sword would be the chosen thing.

Her Fucking Alien desperately desired a helmet that they liked to put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a weird action, to my dad, but not to the Alien, who thinks it was fun. Bizarrely, a helmet of all things.

Her Fucking Alien always kept a toilet brush that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This seems an unusual thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Alien, who thought that the idea was awesome. Honestly, a toilet brush is the item to choose.

Her Fucking Alien carried a big sponge that they liked to embrace. This could be considered a fairly original approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Alien, who considered it would be epic. Strangely, a big sponge being the thing selected.

Her Fucking Alien craved for a crown that they would often put up their bum. One might say this is a somewhat surprising suggestion, to many, but not to the Alien, who felt that it was in fact, epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown is the thing to opt for.

Her Fucking Alien desperately wanted a block of cheese that they liked to hug. It was considered to be a different thought, to me, but not to the Alien, who expected that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a block of cheese was the item that was selected.