My Hungry Martian

My Hungry Martian often carried a crown that they would try to balance on their head. It might be a fairly exciting action, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who feels that it was in fact, simply life. Who would have thought, a crown would be the item chosen.

My Hungry Martian desperately looked for a lava lamp that they would sometimes eat. One might consider this to be a surprising operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who felt it was magnificent. Strangely, a lava lamp being the thing selected.

My Hungry Martian desperately craved for a computer that they would occasionally smash. It would have been a weird idea, to some, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was wonderful. Honestly, a computer is the item to choose.

My Hungry Martian often carried a bottle of wine that they would often put on his head. This could be considered an exciting idea, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who feels that this idea is fun. A bottle of wine is the thing that was chosen.

My Hungry Martian always had with them a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes play with. One might consider this to be a fairly original approach to life, to you, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea is magnificent. A magic 8 ball would be the item chosen.

My Hungry Martian needed a sack of potatoes that they liked to hug. This seems to be an odd proposal, to my children, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion it would be miraculous. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes was the chosen item.