The Fucking Martian

The Fucking Martian found a condom that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was a fairly exciting operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who considered that this idea is epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a condom would be the item that was selected.

The Fucking Martian desperately searched for a stapler to cuddle. This might appear to be a curious thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a stapler is the item to choose.

The Fucking Martian searched for a block of cheese that they would embrace. It should have been a new suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who thinks it was stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a block of cheese would be the item that was chosen.

The Fucking Martian carried a set of lego that they sometimes annihilate It was considered to be a fairly different action, to my children, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was simply life. Remarkably, a set of lego was the item that was chosen.

The Fucking Martian desired a spade to worship. One might find this to be an original exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who felt that it was in fact, amazing. Honestly, a spade was the item that was opted for.

The Fucking Martian wanted a bag of flour that they would sometimes sleep with. It would have been a fairly curious undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who considered that the idea was sublime. Honestly, a bag of flour is the item that was chosen.