Why I Want to Run For Office on Mars

Now that we've started preliminary colonization of the Red Planet, I have decided to immigrate ASAP and run for governor over our Martian brethren. I am expecting them to not be wise enough to realize what a poor political decision they'd be making. I am expecting to arrive in a place like the outskirts of Arizona. I expect everyone to be carrying rifles (laser variety) and chicken sandwich (laser variety). I am also hoping that people still dress like this on Mars:

I know, because I am in this photo. Past life style, bitches.

I am also hoping that people still use beepers on Mars. Why? Because that would be sweet.

So join me on Mars,  where everything is like a Ray Bradbury novel. Or Danielle Steele; your choice.



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