The Fucking Martian

The Fucking Martian searched for a little monkey that they liked to break. It was a different action, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who thinks that this idea is exciting. Strangely, a little monkey is the item to opt for.

The Fucking Martian desperately searched for a CD player that they sometimes break. It is considered to be a fairly new proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who assumed it would be out of this world. Honestly, a CD player being the item selected.

The Fucking Martian carried a hat to sit and look at. It was considered to be a fairly bizarre proposal, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who feels it would be breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a hat would be the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking Martian craved for a can of coke that they liked to put up their bum. It might have been a fairly weird idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who felt that it was in fact, stunning. Strangely, a can of coke is the item to opt for.

The Fucking Martian wanted a pint of cider that they would cuddle. It should be a fairly odd undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider was the chosen item.

The Fucking Martian always carried a cup that they would occasionally hug. It was a fairly new approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a cup is the item that was chosen.