My Angry Martian

My Angry Martian desperately looked for a porno magazine that they would occasionally sleep with. This seems to be a somewhat surprising proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. A porno magazine was the thing that was opted for.

My Angry Martian looked for a block of cheese that they would often share. One might say this is a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who had decided it was simply life. Remarkably, a block of cheese was the thing that was chosen.

My Angry Martian craved for a cucumber that they sometimes experiment on. It is a weird exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who felt that it was in fact, breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber being the thing selected.

My Angry Martian needed a sword that they sometimes experiment on. It should be a fairly strange suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who considered that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a sword would be the item that was chosen.

My Angry Martian desperately craved for a hat that they sometimes try to balance on their head. It might have been a somewhat surprising action, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who thinks it was epic. Honestly, a hat being the item selected.

My Angry Martian carried a CD player that they would occasionally sit and look at. One might say this is a fairly odd proposal, to my children, but not to the Martian, who feels it was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a CD player being the item selected.