Channeling Foxworthy: “If these were your last words, you just may have been a redneck. On Mars.”
Only if it was preceded by “Hold my beer while I climb down this ladder”.
“Fucking rust!”
“The whole place looks like a '62 Chevy Nova!”
This is Control. Say again please.
“Um… now what do I do?”
The realization is going to hit say a 30 year old who now realized that THIS IS IT. This place is the rest of their life. No trees, plants, birds, fish, or even many other people. Also constant worry about their shelter collapsing or their air, food, or water running out.
Not the way I would want to spend the next 50 years.
This ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids. In fact, it’s cold as hell.
Well, because that’s what he said.
I saw something interesting today at a collectibles shop today - a sports style pennant, vintage from 1969, celebrating that an American was the first man on the moon, complete with Armstrong’s quote. Minus the “a” that was meant to be there.
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Link is broken. It throws the most interesting error message I’ve ever seen though:
The link works just fine.
Honey, I’m home.
Mine would refer to sciencing the shit out of something.
With a tip of the hat to Mel Brooks:
“Where da white women at?”
Yeah, I’m ashamed of myself…
“Well, here we are.”
“I couldn’t have done it without the crisp, cool taste of DIET PEPSI! Yes, DIET PEPSI! It’s out of this world!”
Hail, Elon!
Stranger, I always enjoy reading your posts about space exploration. In your opinion, what do you think is a rough estimate of when humanity will be able to set foot on Mars?
Not sure what the first person would say, but I suspect the reply from the Martians would be -
John Jacob Jingleheimerschmidt? That’s our name, too!
“Me first, I’ve had to go for the last two million miles.”
I’m surprised that nearly two pages into this thread, no one has proposed something that includes the word “grok.”
At least someone mentioned “Kaor!”