Fucking Martian

Fucking Martian craved for a rubber chicken to smash. It should be a fairly weird undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber chicken is the item that was chosen.

Fucking Martian desperately wanted a set square to annihilate It is considered to be a somewhat surprising idea, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who thinks it would be breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a set square is the item to choose.

Fucking Martian often carried a custard pie that they liked to put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who felt that it was in fact, simply life. Who would have thought, a custard pie would be the item that was opted for.

Fucking Martian always had with them a bag of poop that they liked to put up their bum. It was considered to be a fairly exciting approach to life, to my children, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea is sublime. Remarkably, a bag of poop being the chosen item.

Fucking Martian searched for a porno magazine that they would occasionally sit and look at. This is certainly a weird and wonderful activity, to most, but not to the Martian, who thought it was breathtaking. A porno magazine was the chosen thing.

Fucking Martian always had with them a melon that they would occasionally put on his head. This seems to be an original undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who thinks that this idea is wonderous. Who would have thought, a melon is the item to select.