His Gentle Martian

His Gentle Martian desperately craved for a custard pie that they would sometimes break. It is a fairly astonishing exercise, to most, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a custard pie is the thing to choose.

His Gentle Martian owned a painting of a melon that they would often drop. It should have been a bizarre operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who thinks that this idea is simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a painting of a melon being the thing selected.

His Gentle Martian often carried a bottle of wine to throw. This seems to be an unusual action, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who thought it would be amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of wine was the thing that was selected.

His Gentle Martian desperately desired a can of Tango that they liked to insert somewhere. One might find this to be a peculiar undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who felt that it was in fact, fun. A can of Tango being the chosen item.

His Gentle Martian desperately wanted a dildo that they would put down their trousers. This seems a fairly weird proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who thought that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a dildo would be the chosen thing.

His Gentle Martian carried a stretchman that they would sometimes hug. This might appear to be a fairly odd idea, to many, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea was the most awesome idea. Honestly, a stretchman of all things.