Fucking Martian

Fucking Martian looked for a Harry Potter wand to put down their trousers. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising proposal, to some, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is sublime. Remarkably, a Harry Potter wand is the thing to opt for.

Fucking Martian desperately desired a can of Dr Pepper to play with. This could be considered a fairly original thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who thought that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper would be the item that was selected.

Fucking Martian needed a bottle of beer that they would often hug. It would have been an exciting undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who considered it would be amazing. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of beer being the chosen thing.

Fucking Martian always kept a bottle of coke that they would sometimes smash. It should have been a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea is fun. Who would have thought, a bottle of coke is the item to choose.

Fucking Martian desperately searched for a lava lamp to cuddle. One might say this is a bizarre exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who considered that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a lava lamp is the thing to opt for.

Fucking Martian desperately needed a tomato that they would often sleep with. It is considered to be a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was amazing. Bizarrely, a tomato is the item that was chosen.