My Depressed Alien

My Depressed Alien looked for a helmet to cuddle. It was a weird thought, to my children, but not to the Alien, who feels that the idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a helmet was the chosen thing.

My Depressed Alien desperately searched for a CD player that they would rub on his belly. It would be a fairly peculiar operation, to my children, but not to the Alien, who considered that the idea was wonderous. Who would have thought, a CD player having that done to it

My Depressed Alien desperately looked for a mug that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was an odd action, to you and me, but not to the Alien, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, awesome. Remarkably, a mug was the chosen thing.

My Depressed Alien found a melon that they would sometimes share. It is considered to be a fairly odd thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Alien, who thought that this idea is breathtaking. A melon would be the item that was selected.

My Depressed Alien desperately wanted a computer that they would often put on his head. This seems a fairly curious thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Alien, who considered it would be amazing. Remarkably, a computer is the thing that was chosen.

My Depressed Alien desperately craved for a pint of beer that they sometimes put down their trousers. It should be a peculiar undertaking, to many, but not to the Alien, who felt that the idea was out of this world. Who would have thought, a pint of beer was the item that was opted for.