My Jolly Martian

My Jolly Martian desired a helmet that they would sometimes annihilate This is certainly a peculiar exercise, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who considered it was wonderous. Remarkably, a helmet being the chosen item.

My Jolly Martian craved for a magic 8 ball that they would occasionally share. It might have been a new action, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who assumed it would be epic. A magic 8 ball was the item that was opted for.

My Jolly Martian desperately needed a bottle of wine that they would often eat. It is a fairly new exercise, to you, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was awesome. Honestly, a bottle of wine would be the item that was chosen.

My Jolly Martian carried a bottle of beer that they would occasionally experiment on. It would be a surprising activity, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion it would be breathtaking. Honestly, a bottle of beer of all things.

My Jolly Martian needed a pencil sharpener that they would often try to balance on their head. This might appear to be an unusual proposal, to some, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea is wonderful. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener would be the item that was chosen.

My Jolly Martian searched for a helmet that they would sometimes worship. It would be an extraordinary undertaking, to most, but not to the Martian, who expected it would be fun. Bizarrely, a helmet would be the chosen thing.