My Purple Martian

My Purple Martian owned a custard pie that they sometimes put down their trousers. It was a fairly bizarre suggestion, to most, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea is fun. Honestly, a custard pie was the thing that was chosen.

My Purple Martian carried a dildo that they would often smash. This might appear to be a different idea, to my children, but not to the Martian, who felt that this idea is fun. Who would have imagined, a dildo is the thing that was chosen.

My Purple Martian desperately desired a sponge that they would occasionally throw. This seems an original activity, to my children, but not to the Martian, who feels it would be the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a sponge is the thing to select.

My Purple Martian desperately wanted a can of Dr Pepper that they would often put up their bum. It might have been a fairly odd approach to life, to some, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea was breathtaking. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper being the chosen item.

My Purple Martian had a cup that they would try to nail to the wall. It is a weird action, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. Strangely, a cup was the item that was opted for.

My Purple Martian desired a pencil sharpener to put on his head. This might appear to be a fairly exciting exercise, to me, but not to the Martian, who expected it would be sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener being the thing selected.