His Depressed Martian

His Depressed Martian desperately craved for a cup that they would often eat. It would be a fairly unusual idea, to many, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea is awesome. A cup was the chosen thing.

His Depressed Martian desperately searched for a bag of flour that they sometimes demolish. This might appear to be a fairly original operation, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was exciting. Remarkably, a bag of flour being the thing selected.

His Depressed Martian desperately searched for a cucumber that they would often put down their trousers. It might be a peculiar activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea is wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber is the item to choose.

His Depressed Martian desperately wanted a bottle of wine that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. This seems a fairly original operation, to most, but not to the Martian, who considered it was stunning. Honestly, a bottle of wine being the chosen item.

His Depressed Martian needed a melon that they would experiment on. It should have been a fairly curious idea, to many, but not to the Martian, who expected that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a melon is the thing to opt for.

His Depressed Martian desperately wanted a custard pie that they sometimes put down their trousers. It was a fairly original suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, awesome. Who would have imagined, a custard pie was the thing that was opted for.