The men of Earth came to Mars.
In one respect at least the Martians are a happy people, they have no lawyers.
Fasten your seat belt, Hobbes, we’re goin’ to Mars! Wow! Mars is aMAZing! Mars is amazing! Mars is amaz…
Free, free, a trip to Mars for one hundred empty jars.
Hello? Cookies for sale!
Thank you! A genetically altered tomato was combined with a ranch flavored desert topping - the resulting mass gained consciousness.
The bioengineering included a lot of metabolic changes, but the most spectacular alteration was, they have a second set of arms where their legs should be. Which is really, um, handy in free fall.
The first time any man’s freedom is trodden on, we are all damaged.
War is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength.
I’ll kill you with my teacup.
Tell him about the Twinkie.
Ahh, you seek meaning. Then listen to the music, not the song.
You keep wondering if man was meant to be out here. You keep wondering, and you keep signing on.
Now toddle off and fly your flying machine.
But you’ve got lift, courtesy of the magic red jammies.
Which end did he land on when he fell down that shaft?
You were his professor, what were his grades in sutures?
That’s deep! You’re SO obviously influenced by McKuen.
Ah…the giants.
The tiny Lilliputians surmise that Gulliver’s watch may be his god, because it is that which, he admits, he seldom does anything without consulting.