My Crypting Martian

My Crypting Martian often carried a sack of potatoes that they sometimes insert somewhere. It is a fairly astonishing thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who expected it was spectacular. Strangely, a sack of potatoes was the thing that was opted for.

My Crypting Martian always carried a block of cheese that they would try to balance on their head. This is certainly an astonishing action, to most, but not to the Martian, who thinks that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a block of cheese would be the item that was opted for.

My Crypting Martian desperately needed a bag of poop that they would occasionally drop. It is a surprising suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who considered that this idea is out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop was the thing that was opted for.

My Crypting Martian needed a bag of flour that they would occasionally throw. It might have been an exciting thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who feels it was wonderous. Who would have thought, a bag of flour is the item to select.

My Crypting Martian always kept a hat that they would annihilate It should be a fairly peculiar thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who felt that this idea was out of this world. A hat would be the chosen thing.

My Crypting Martian desperately desired a magic 8 ball to experiment on. It was considered to be a fairly strange suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who felt that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a magic 8 ball is the item to opt for.