My Colourful Martian

My Colourful Martian desperately looked for a set square that they would occasionally cuddle. It would have been an exciting idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who thought that it was in fact, awesome. Who would have imagined, a set square being the thing selected.

My Colourful Martian desperately needed a rubber chicken that they would put up their bum. It might have been a fairly peculiar undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who felt that this idea is magnificent. Honestly, a rubber chicken being the item selected.

My Colourful Martian craved for a magic 8 ball that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. This could be considered a surprising proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a magic 8 ball is the item to select.

My Colourful Martian needed a magic 8 ball that they would often put in the bath with him. It was a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball being the thing opted for.

My Colourful Martian looked for a custard pie that they would often drop. This is certainly a fairly funny activity, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who thinks that this idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a custard pie was the chosen item.

My Colourful Martian owned a bottle of wine that they would insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a different thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who thinks it was sublime. Who would have thought, a bottle of wine was the thing that was opted for.