My Hungry Martian craved for a spade that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who assumed it was fun. Strangely, a spade is the item that was chosen.
My Hungry Martian craved for a computer that they liked to experiment on. This seems to be a fairly strange thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who thinks that it was in fact, awesome. Strangely, a computer is the thing to opt for.
My Hungry Martian looked for a lava lamp that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly funny action, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who thinks it was wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a lava lamp would be the thing that was selected.
My Hungry Martian desired a piece of paper that they would often put in the bath with him. One might say this is a fairly odd exercise, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided it was entertaining. Remarkably, a piece of paper being the item opted for.
My Hungry Martian desperately looked for a can of coke to drop. It is considered to be a different suggestion, to some, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a can of coke was the item that was selected.
My Hungry Martian desperately desired a custard pie that they would occasionally smash. This is certainly a peculiar activity, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea was simply life. Strangely, a custard pie being the item selected.