The Fucking Martian

The Fucking Martian desperately searched for a dildo that they would sometimes sit and look at. It should be a fairly extraordinary thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who feels it was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a dildo was the thing that was chosen.

The Fucking Martian owned a cucumber that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It is a fairly weird thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a cucumber being the thing selected.

The Fucking Martian desperately looked for a mug that they would often experiment on. It might have been a weird and wonderful undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided that it was in fact, out of this world. Strangely, a mug is the item that was chosen.

The Fucking Martian desperately craved for a set of lego to share. This might appear to be a strange thought, to many, but not to the Martian, who considered that this idea was out of this world. Strangely, a set of lego was the item that was chosen.

The Fucking Martian craved for a set of lego that they would sometimes cuddle. It should be a strange proposal, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who feels that it was in fact, out of this world. Strangely, a set of lego was the item that was selected.

The Fucking Martian desperately craved for a cheese grater that they would sometimes embrace. One might say this is a fairly unusual thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who thought that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a cheese grater would be the item chosen.