Their Depressed Martian

Their Depressed Martian searched for a teapot that they liked to sit and look at. One might consider this to be a fairly curious suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea is miraculous. Who would have imagined, a teapot was the chosen thing.

Their Depressed Martian desperately wanted a sponge that they sometimes put up their bum. This is certainly a different thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a sponge was the item that was opted for.

Their Depressed Martian needed a crown that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might say this is a fairly original approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who thought that it was in fact, wonderful. A crown would be the thing that was selected.

Their Depressed Martian desperately wanted a sack of potatoes that they would smash. This is certainly a fairly strange approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a sack of potatoes being the chosen thing.

Their Depressed Martian had a toilet brush that they would sometimes sleep with. This seems to be a fairly original action, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a toilet brush would be the thing that was opted for.

Their Depressed Martian desperately craved for a sword to hug. It is a new suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was entertaining. A sword was the thing that was chosen.