My Special Martian had a melon that they liked to put in the bath with him. It might have been a bizarre undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a melon was the item that was chosen.
My Special Martian craved for a melon that they sometimes sleep with. One might consider this to be a fairly curious exercise, to you, but not to the Martian, who thinks that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a melon would be the item that was chosen.
My Special Martian looked for a sponge that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This seems a surprising activity, to many, but not to the Martian, who feels it was the most awesome idea. Honestly, a sponge of all things.
My Special Martian craved for a mug to insert somewhere. It would have been a fairly original proposal, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who considered that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a mug would be the chosen thing.
My Special Martian desperately looked for a pencil sharpener that they would often sit and look at. It might be a weird thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a pencil sharpener was the chosen item.
My Special Martian always kept a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally throw. It should have been a fairly astonishing thing to do, to you, but not to the Martian, who thinks it would be epic. Strangely, a sack of potatoes was the thing that was selected.