A Anxious Martian

A Anxious Martian found a pencil sharpener that they sometimes put up their bum. It should be a fairly bizarre thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who expected it was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a pencil sharpener being the thing opted for.

A Anxious Martian desperately needed a hat that they would insert somewhere. This seems to be a new approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who assumed it would be magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a hat being the chosen item.

A Anxious Martian wanted a hat that they sometimes drop. This could be considered an extraordinary thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. A hat is the item to choose.

A Anxious Martian looked for a helmet that they would put on his head. One might say this is a fairly new exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a helmet would be the item that was opted for.

A Anxious Martian desperately craved for a spade that they would often smash. It was considered to be a fairly extraordinary action, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea was breathtaking. Strangely, a spade being the thing opted for.

A Anxious Martian found a bottle of wine that they would often break. This seems a fairly peculiar proposal, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion it was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of wine is the thing to select.