The Ugly Martian

The Ugly Martian had a pint of cider that they would throw. One might consider this to be a fairly astonishing approach to life, to most, but not to the Martian, who had decided that it was in fact, magnificent. Bizarrely, a pint of cider would be the item that was chosen.

The Ugly Martian searched for a set of lego that they sometimes worship. It would have been a fairly extraordinary proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was spectacular. Bizarrely, a set of lego would be the chosen thing.

The Ugly Martian desperately wanted a bag of poop that they would cuddle. It should be a fairly odd thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was miraculous. Bizarrely, a bag of poop was the chosen thing.

The Ugly Martian owned a rubber johnny that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly odd proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who had decided that it was in fact, out of this world. A rubber johnny was the item that was selected.

The Ugly Martian desperately desired a porno magazine that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It might have been a fairly astonishing action, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who felt that it was in fact, out of this world. Bizarrely, a porno magazine being the chosen thing.

The Ugly Martian desperately searched for a pen that they would smash. It should be a bizarre thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea is awe-inspring. Strangely, a pen being the chosen thing.