Her Red Martian

Her Red Martian needed a rubber johnny that they would play with. This might appear to be an astonishing undertaking, to me, but not to the Martian, who thought that it was in fact, wonderful. A rubber johnny is the item to select.

Her Red Martian carried a sack of potatoes to smash. It might be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who expected it would be breathtaking. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes is the thing to select.

Her Red Martian always kept a sword that they would often hug. It is considered to be a somewhat surprising undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who felt it would be magnificent. Remarkably, a sword would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Red Martian wanted a spade that they would sometimes eat. This is certainly a bizarre thing to do, to most, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderful. Honestly, a spade would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Red Martian desperately craved for a bottle of wine that they would occasionally put up their bum. This is certainly a weird and wonderful suggestion, to my children, but not to the Martian, who feels it was magnificent. Honestly, a bottle of wine would be the item that was chosen.

Her Red Martian wanted a ball that they sometimes drop. It is considered to be a fairly funny approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion it would be sublime. Who would have imagined, a ball being the chosen item.