Their Depressed Martian

Their Depressed Martian desperately needed a melon that they would occasionally put up their bum. This might appear to be a bizarre suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who felt that the idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a melon is the thing to select.

Their Depressed Martian desperately wanted a dildo that they would try to balance on their head. This seems a fairly different undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who thought it was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a dildo was the item that was opted for.

Their Depressed Martian owned a dildo that they sometimes sleep with. This could be considered a different operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a dildo was the chosen item.

Their Depressed Martian owned a rubber johnny that they would occasionally cuddle. This might appear to be a fairly surprising undertaking, to many, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea is sublime. Bizarrely, a rubber johnny being the chosen item.

Their Depressed Martian found a pint of beer that they liked to demolish. It is a fairly weird thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a pint of beer was the chosen thing.

Their Depressed Martian needed a piece of paper that they liked to worship. It would be a new thought, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who thinks it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a piece of paper would be the thing that was selected.