The Fucking Martian

The Fucking Martian always had with them a bat that they liked to cuddle. This could be considered a fairly funny undertaking, to you, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a bat is the item to opt for.

The Fucking Martian desperately wanted a computer that they would put on his head. It might be a different suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who felt that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a computer is the item to opt for.

The Fucking Martian desperately looked for a stretchman that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. This seems a fairly original operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea is stunning. A stretchman being the thing opted for.

The Fucking Martian desperately wanted a little monkey that they would sometimes embrace. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising thing to do, to you, but not to the Martian, who thinks that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a little monkey is the thing to opt for.

The Fucking Martian owned a rubber johnny that they would occasionally smash. This is certainly a bizarre proposal, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who felt it would be entertaining. Honestly, a rubber johnny would be the thing that was chosen.

The Fucking Martian always carried a can of Dr Pepper that they would often play with. This could be considered a weird and wonderful thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper was the item that was selected.