Her Fucking Martian

Her Fucking Martian searched for a set of lego that they liked to put down their trousers. This seems a fairly weird exercise, to many, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea was simply life. Strangely, a set of lego was the thing that was selected.

Her Fucking Martian desperately searched for a block of cheese that they would occasionally drop. It is a fairly strange approach to life, to many, but not to the Martian, who assumed it would be awesome. Who would have imagined, a block of cheese is the item that was chosen.

Her Fucking Martian desperately looked for a mug that they would put in the bath with him. It was a different activity, to you, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is sublime. Bizarrely, a mug would be the item chosen.

Her Fucking Martian looked for a pint of beer that they would often break. This might appear to be a strange undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who had decided it was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a pint of beer was the item that was opted for.

Her Fucking Martian searched for a lava lamp that they would sometimes worship. It should be a fairly strange thing to do, to many, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a lava lamp is the thing to opt for.

Her Fucking Martian desperately needed a cheese grater that they sometimes insert somewhere. It should have been a fairly new approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who felt it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a cheese grater was the chosen item.