The Tired Martian

The Tired Martian desperately wanted a hat to throw. This seems to be a fairly funny undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a hat of all things.

The Tired Martian desperately needed a bag of flour that they would often throw. This might appear to be a fairly strange suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who expected it would be stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of flour was the thing that was chosen.

The Tired Martian desperately looked for a mug that they would occasionally worship. One might find this to be an unusual idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who feels it was out of this world. Remarkably, a mug was the chosen thing.

The Tired Martian desperately wanted a toilet brush that they would often put up their bum. This could be considered a fairly original operation, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have thought, a toilet brush would be the item that was opted for.

The Tired Martian wanted a custard pie that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be a new thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a custard pie being the item opted for.

The Tired Martian desperately desired a porno magazine to cuddle. This might appear to be an odd idea, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who assumed that it was in fact, exciting. Remarkably, a porno magazine was the item that was chosen.