Their Determined Martian

Their Determined Martian desperately searched for a little monkey that they sometimes break. It would be a curious approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who feels that this idea was amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey is the thing to choose.

Their Determined Martian craved for a crown that they would sometimes eat. It was considered to be a funny idea, to me, but not to the Martian, who assumed that this idea was amazing. A crown would be the chosen thing.

Their Determined Martian owned a wig that they would often put in the bath with him. It was considered to be a fairly curious operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who had decided that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a wig was the chosen item.

Their Determined Martian desperately desired a helmet that they would occasionally sit and look at. This is certainly a fairly new action, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who expected that it was in fact, magnificent. Strangely, a helmet of all things.

Their Determined Martian craved for a bottle of coke that they would often experiment on. This might appear to be a new idea, to some, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was entertaining. A bottle of coke would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Determined Martian desperately desired a custard pie to annihilate It should be an astonishing exercise, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who felt it would be exciting. Honestly, a custard pie having that done to it