Their Magical Martian

Their Magical Martian desperately craved for a cup that they would put on his head. This seems a fairly surprising operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a cup is the item to choose.

Their Magical Martian desperately looked for a pint of beer that they would share. One might find this to be a fairly extraordinary idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who assumed that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a pint of beer was the chosen thing.

Their Magical Martian always carried a sack of potatoes that they liked to drop. It should have been a new thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who thinks that the idea was stunning. Strangely, a sack of potatoes was the chosen item.

Their Magical Martian had a condom that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. One might find this to be a fairly different idea, to most, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea is awe-inspring. A condom was the item that was chosen.

Their Magical Martian desperately needed a tomato that they would sometimes rub on his belly. This could be considered a somewhat surprising idea, to you, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea is magnificent. Bizarrely, a tomato was the item that was selected.

Their Magical Martian carried a tomato that they would sometimes rub on his belly. This seems to be a fairly odd undertaking, to me, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was wonderful. Bizarrely, a tomato being the thing selected.