A Boring Martian

A Boring Martian desired a condom that they would sometimes eat. It was a fairly weird idea, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a condom being the chosen thing.

A Boring Martian looked for a can of Tango that they would cuddle. This could be considered a fairly extraordinary action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who thinks that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a can of Tango would be the thing that was selected.

A Boring Martian needed a cup that they would occasionally smash. One might say this is a fairly exciting activity, to most, but not to the Martian, who felt that this idea is miraculous. A cup was the thing that was chosen.

A Boring Martian always carried a porno magazine that they would often throw. This could be considered a fairly bizarre undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea is magnificent. Who would have imagined, a porno magazine is the item to select.

A Boring Martian carried a bag of flour that they would sometimes worship. It should be a funny activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who considered that this idea is wonderous. A bag of flour is the thing to opt for.

A Boring Martian desperately searched for a CD player that they would try to balance on their head. It should have been an exciting idea, to me, but not to the Martian, who thought that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a CD player was the chosen item.