Their Horny Martian

Their Horny Martian desperately searched for a computer that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It was considered to be a fairly bizarre action, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a computer of all things.

Their Horny Martian carried a ball that they would often share. This seems to be a fairly funny thing to do, to you, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a ball was the chosen thing.

Their Horny Martian needed a computer that they would often worship. It should have been a fairly weird activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who thought that this idea was fun. Bizarrely, a computer was the chosen item.

Their Horny Martian desperately wanted a bag of poop to sit and look at. This might appear to be an odd idea, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who felt that the idea was amazing. Strangely, a bag of poop would be the item that was selected.

Their Horny Martian desperately looked for a can of coke that they sometimes experiment on. It was a weird and wonderful approach to life, to me, but not to the Martian, who assumed that it was in fact, sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a can of coke was the thing that was selected.

Their Horny Martian often carried a can of Tango that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This could be considered a fairly funny undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided it was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Tango would be the item chosen.