Apparentrly they’ve discovered the monolith from 2001 on Mars.
It should be quite happy there, along with the Happy Face, Kermit the Frog, the Sphinx, and the Pentagonal Pyramid.
Where are the monkeys?
Well that’sa just it – if they’d put it on the [pi]third* planet like they were supposed to, there’d be dancing monkeys to be brain-enhanced.
But when they put it on Mars, the best they could hope for was, at best, smart bacteria. Who the hell cares if bacteria can remember how to run a maze?
You’ll regret your frivolous comments when intelligent thoats come a conquering.
Well, considering this thread is about Sharp Corners on a Barsoomian object, you can get away with it. But I thoat we agreed, no more ‘thoat’ puns after The Number of the Beast. Keep it up, and you may find your thoat cut. And you can take that to the banth. 
But is it full of stars?
One of my favorite buttons:
This wasn’t a mistake by the Martians, no no. They’re making fun of us. We crashed a $330 million orbiter into Mars because of an embarrassing mixup of feet and meters, so the Martians thought it would be hilarious to put the monolith on Mars and make us go get it. This is basically a big game of interplanetary keepaway.
I hate to dump on a science fiction classic (I liked John Carter), but “Barsoom” does sound like an old-timey Wild West word for breasts. So there.
Miss Kitty had barsooms.
And here’s the scorecard, for those keeping track at home.
I thought that little close-in one was a *dwarf *planet. Did they change the definition again?