They passed over our neck of the woods also. But John, how much Spanish brandy was in that coffee???
Oh my God, these beings also smoke a pipe. Yes, I remember one night, a Martian, asked me about a nearby tobacco shop in town. I told him that at three o'clock in the morning, the only thing he could do, was to go to hell, in his flying junk, smelling of nail polish. He came out fuming.
Better get one of these just in case:Oh my God, these beings also smoke a pipe. Yes, I remember one night, a Martian, asked me about a nearby tobacco shop in town. I told him that at three o'clock in the morning, the only thing he could do, was to go to hell, in his flying junk, smelling of nail polish. He came out fuming.
I can't imagine a damn Martian, enjoying a good tobacco, with a glass of good whiskey or bourbon, or some other fantastic liquor. On a cool morning, while smelling mule manure in the barn.Physics, as currently understood, aside, why would any intelligent advanced extraterrestrial culture want to visit here, other than looking for a food source?