Fun fact: There is no atmosphere on the moon; therefore, no wind. So, Neil Armstrong’s footprint is still sitting up there on the moon how he left it back in the ’60s. It’s weird to me that they didn’t do a whole bunch of crazy stuff up there, knowing that whenever the next group of astronauts got there, their prints would still be there to greet them, even if 300 years later.
Even something as simple as drawing a message in the dust, like, “If you’re reading this, you’re stupid.” Because then the astronauts reading it would be all, “Oh snap! Neil got us good!”
Unless the astronauts were from another country, and the insult from the Americans started an international incident. Or worse, from another planet, thus dooming Earth in an intergalactic battle. Good thing Neil and the gang didn’t have that kind of sense of humor. Or did they? Sleep well tonight.
I think that’s why you have to go through so many tests to be an astronaut. They have to determine if you’re the sort of person who would start an interplanetary war, and if you are, keep you grounded.
Also, Buzz Aldrin is totally a more bitchin’ astronaut than Neil. Buzz was the first dude to pee on the moon!
Wow, an accomplishment that truly not many people can claim.
They should have written something like, “Don’t look behind you!” or “If your reading this you’ve already been infected with the alien host.”
Buzz Aldrin…pffftttt….Neil will always have the claim of First on the Moon, that’s something even pee can’t take away.
Ooh I like the alien host one. If I’m ever on the moon I’ll do that.
Personally, I would have made a moon angel.
That would really play mind games with aliens who come to the moon looking for proof of god(s).
ha ha, seems like your aliens are having the same problems as mine are! Must be the same brand of teleporter.
Not quite the same problems, since Zorphbert realizes exactly how ridiculous Earthlings are, and my aliens haven’t quite grasped it yet.
Since when is it rude to sit in potato salad?
It’s one of those arbitrary social rules, like bathing. Doesn’t make much sense but we follow it anyway.
speak for yourself. *sits in mr. longs potato salad*
If i was an astronaut i would have written “monkey butts” on the moon as this is what i write in the sand at da beach
I’d love to see the aliens (or foreign astronauts) try to decipher what that means.
Or maybe build a miniature version of stonehenge or a pyramid just to mess with the minds of any future travelers.
Good idea! The possibilities were endless. Hopefully they did something and just haven’t told us about it yet.
Whatever happened to drawing a penis in the sand? Honestly, you people and your mature sense of humour.
Not too mature, though. We do have somebody suggesting “monkey butts” a few comments up.
I like my potato salad warm…
I like mine with additional butt prints….mmmm..
Potato salad is somewhat irresistible.
Gotta watch those teleporters! They have flaws!
I would never trust one, myself. I’d be one of those old geezers yelling about how those things are evil if we ever invent them.
Shouldn’t the guy have been half-fly? Was confused when I saw a perfectly normal guy sitting in potato salad… Great premise tho!
I guess he just got the gene that compelled him to interrupt picnics- the most annoying fly habit. He actually lucked out. If you ever saw the movie, you’d see it could be much, much worse.
Good one!
hahahahaha!
I shall sleep well tonight…for about three hours.
Three-hour naps! You’re on a similar sleep schedule to mine, then.
It’s horrible. Lately, because of my classes, i have been unable to get even eight hours of sleep each night. So now I’ve resorted to power naps…though, that may prove to be a mistake, for I’ve no idea how to willfully wake myself.
Hehe nice reference there. And yeah, a potato salad is not an unpleasant thing to be drawn too. I agree there’s much worse stuff, like sauerkraut.
Sauerkraut is good on bratwursts and reuben sandwiches. By itself, no way.
I think I might sit in the potato salad at the family picnic this year. When asked why I’ll simply say it was a teleport mixup and my lawyer is taking care of it.
As if you need a reason to sit in the potato salad. The good thing is most people will be too uncomfortable to ask questions.
You’ll need a big fly swatter for that
Or a gallon-sized can of bug spray.
The dog and I actually spent our evening last night trying to KILL a fly! … the dog won! Why am I telling this tale? Because not an hour beforehand, I was eating dinner and a fly landed in the scoop of POTATO SALAD my wife placed upon my plate! …it HAD to die!
Oh I get angry, too, when I see a fly crawling on my food. My dog also snaps at bugs, but hasn’t had the chance to get vengeance for a ruined meal yet. Perhaps some day…
but what if the DOG got mixed up with the FLY?