His Anxious Martian

His Anxious Martian searched for a sponge to insert somewhere. It should be a fairly curious approach to life, to some, but not to the Martian, who had decided that it was in fact, breathtaking. Bizarrely, a sponge would be the item that was selected.

His Anxious Martian carried a crown that they would break. It is a fairly weird and wonderful idea, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who thought it would be amazing. A crown would be the thing that was selected.

His Anxious Martian desperately desired a can of coke that they would sometimes demolish. It might be a somewhat surprising undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea was fun. Strangely, a can of coke being the chosen item.

His Anxious Martian always carried a rubber johnny that they would occasionally smash. It would be an exciting suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who considered it would be awe-inspring. Remarkably, a rubber johnny being the item opted for.

His Anxious Martian desperately wanted a bottle of coke to sleep with. It would have been a fairly odd action, to my children, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was breathtaking. A bottle of coke is the thing to choose.

His Anxious Martian carried a dildo that they liked to try to balance on their head. It was considered to be an extraordinary exercise, to my children, but not to the Martian, who thinks that it was in fact, awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a dildo is the item that was chosen.