His Cheerful Martian

His Cheerful Martian had a bag of poop that they would occasionally demolish. One might find this to be a fairly original thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop would be the thing that was selected.

His Cheerful Martian desperately looked for a pen that they would sometimes cuddle. This might appear to be a fairly new thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who thought that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a pen was the thing that was selected.

His Cheerful Martian had a rubber johnny to put on his head. It should have been a fairly bizarre operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a rubber johnny was the thing that was selected.

His Cheerful Martian desperately desired a painting of a melon that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It is a fairly funny exercise, to most, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea is breathtaking. A painting of a melon having that done to it

His Cheerful Martian searched for a stretchman that they sometimes smash. One might find this to be a peculiar action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea is out of this world. Strangely, a stretchman was the item that was selected.

His Cheerful Martian desperately desired a vibrator that they liked to embrace. It should be a fairly peculiar exercise, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a vibrator being the item opted for.