The Moon

I wanna go to the Moon cos I’m a pretty hefty chap – I live solely on McDonalds’ food, beer and bricks of lard – to go to the Moon would render me weightless without the poxy dieting or the exercising that is required to lose my rather bulbous belly.

Oh, and there is the whole seeing Earth from the outside, I’d like to see the planet at peace, hovering through the huge tub of ice-cream that is space.

Boy I’m hungry.

I am warning you now of the plot to invade Earth and destroy the human race currently being formulated by the reptilian aliens based on the dark side of the Moon who have been closely observing and monitoring the Earth for the last six millenia. They will one day lay waste Earth and mankind, and climatically transform the world into a chilling, dark desert wasteland. Our cities, seas, and terrain will all be buried by the sands of time, and intelligent life will cease to exist. The impetus behind such a scheme is classified information at the moment, but action must be taken now to prevent our demise!

But not a great place to hang out. It is cold, drab, and virtually free of vegetation. I would recommend Caracas before the moon. Still, I plan to resume the construction of my moon base shortly, as this will be an excellent launching pad for my colonization of Mars.
Take care for now,
Sir Bob

Historic and exciting I hope if I don’t get to my children will. Space travel always seems so exciting to me. I’ve always liked Sci Fi and the idea that it’s possible thrills me to my core.

wasn’t that amazing.