The Anxious Martian

The Anxious Martian desperately desired a pint of cider that they liked to put up their bum. One might find this to be a fairly unusual action, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who thought it was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider is the item to opt for.

The Anxious Martian often carried a bag of poop that they sometimes put on his head. This might appear to be an astonishing thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was awesome. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop would be the thing that was opted for.

The Anxious Martian always kept a porno magazine that they would eat. This might appear to be a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who assumed it was amazing. Strangely, a porno magazine was the thing that was opted for.

The Anxious Martian needed a toilet brush that they would embrace. It might have been a fairly original idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who considered that it was in fact, breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a toilet brush was the chosen item.

The Anxious Martian carried a helmet that they would occasionally embrace. It is considered to be a strange idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who considered that this idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a helmet was the thing that was chosen.

The Anxious Martian desperately craved for a crown that they would embrace. It should be a fairly funny proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. A crown being the thing opted for.