My Weary Alien craved for a CD player that they would often sleep with. One might say this is a curious activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Alien, who feels that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a CD player being the chosen thing.
My Weary Alien desperately craved for a rubber chicken that they sometimes share. This might appear to be a peculiar exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Alien, who expected it would be stunning. Honestly, a rubber chicken would be the thing that was selected.
My Weary Alien desperately looked for a set of lego that they would embrace. One might consider this to be a fairly unusual activity, to you, but not to the Alien, who feels that the idea was amazing. A set of lego was the thing that was chosen.
My Weary Alien always carried a painting of a melon that they liked to insert somewhere. It would have been a fairly original thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Alien, who thought that this idea is wonderous. Who would have imagined, a painting of a melon was the chosen thing.
My Weary Alien always carried a pint of cider that they liked to smash. One might say this is a fairly new activity, to my children, but not to the Alien, who had come to the conclusion it was exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider is the thing to opt for.
My Weary Alien always kept a tomato that they would sometimes annihilate It should be a strange undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Alien, who assumed that the idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a tomato being the chosen item.