The Hungry Martian

The Hungry Martian owned a condom that they would sometimes experiment on. It should be a funny thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who assumed it was amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a condom being the item selected.

The Hungry Martian always had with them a sponge that they would often smash. It would have been an extraordinary thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who considered it was out of this world. Bizarrely, a sponge was the thing that was chosen.

The Hungry Martian needed a helmet that they would often break. This could be considered a bizarre approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea is breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a helmet was the thing that was selected.

The Hungry Martian always kept a sponge that they would sometimes demolish. This could be considered a funny thought, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who considered it was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a sponge being the chosen item.

The Hungry Martian desperately searched for a sword that they would occasionally eat. It might have been a fairly odd suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a sword was the thing that was chosen.

The Hungry Martian desperately craved for a block of cheese that they would occasionally throw. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising activity, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion it would be entertaining. Strangely, a block of cheese would be the item chosen.