My Grumpy Martian

My Grumpy Martian desperately looked for a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes hug. It should have been a fairly unusual proposal, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was sublime. A pencil sharpener was the item that was selected.

My Grumpy Martian desperately wanted a rubber johnny that they sometimes cuddle. It was considered to be an odd action, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who had decided it would be exciting. Who would have imagined, a rubber johnny was the chosen item.

My Grumpy Martian needed a tomato that they would eat. It might be a curious action, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who considered that the idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato would be the thing that was selected.

My Grumpy Martian often carried a can of Dr Pepper that they would sometimes embrace. It is a fairly funny undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who considered that this idea is simply life. Who would have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper would be the item that was chosen.

My Grumpy Martian desperately craved for a vibrator that they would sometimes smash. It should have been a fairly peculiar approach to life, to me, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. A vibrator of all things.

My Grumpy Martian desperately craved for a radiator that they would occasionally eat. This seems to be a fairly strange thought, to you, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea is magnificent. Remarkably, a radiator being the chosen thing.