Her Fucking Martian

Her Fucking Martian often carried a teapot that they would rub on his belly. This might appear to be a fairly curious operation, to some, but not to the Martian, who feels it would be wonderous. Remarkably, a teapot being the thing opted for.

Her Fucking Martian craved for a cucumber that they would often put down their trousers. It would be a fairly surprising action, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who thought it was wonderful. Who would have thought, a cucumber would be the item that was chosen.

Her Fucking Martian craved for a helmet that they would occasionally embrace. One might find this to be a weird suggestion, to you, but not to the Martian, who thought it was breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a helmet being the chosen item.

Her Fucking Martian owned a rubber chicken that they liked to put up their bum. This might appear to be an unusual operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber chicken would be the item that was selected.

Her Fucking Martian looked for a set of lego that they would share. This is certainly an exciting thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who considered that it was in fact, epic. Who would have thought, a set of lego was the thing that was selected.

Her Fucking Martian had a wig that they sometimes throw. It might have been a fairly funny suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who considered it was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a wig was the item that was selected.