Their Ugly Martian needed a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes smash. It should be a curious action, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who expected it was sublime. Who would have imagined, a magic 8 ball is the thing that was chosen.
Their Ugly Martian carried a pen that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. This is certainly a new undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who thinks that the idea was spectacular. A pen was the chosen thing.
Their Ugly Martian always had with them a can of Dr Pepper that they would rub on his belly. This could be considered a peculiar approach to life, to some, but not to the Martian, who considered that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Honestly, a can of Dr Pepper being the chosen thing.
Their Ugly Martian always had with them a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally annihilate It might have been a weird and wonderful action, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a can of Dr Pepper being the chosen item.
Their Ugly Martian desperately looked for a CD player that they sometimes insert somewhere. One might find this to be a different proposal, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea is awe-inspring. Strangely, a CD player of all things.
Their Ugly Martian desperately searched for a cheese grater that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might find this to be a fairly different exercise, to some, but not to the Martian, who considered that this idea is exciting. Remarkably, a cheese grater being the thing opted for.