We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
So, a couple goes to Mars on their frequent flyers miles (year 2050). They meet an attractive Martian couple, badinage ensues and they're having a great time. They the conversation turns to "how is IT done on Mars?"
Same way as on Earth replies the couple . So they switch. The Earth wife is disappointed in the endowment of the Martian guy. It's like an #2 pencil eraser. She muffles a laugh and says she doesn't think it's gonna work out.
The Man-Martian says "Hey, No problem, and procedes to hit his forehead which causes length to be added, nice length...but she says "hey it's still pencil thin"...No problem as he begins to pull his ears until he is now one IMPRESSIVE Martian. They go for it.
After the tet a tets the couple rejoin their mates and the Earth husband asks the Mrs, "Well how was it?"
With a smile of contentment she says it was great, How was it for you?
Earthman says. "terrible, absolutely terrible, I have a headache you wouldn't believe....all she did was hit me in the forehead and pull my ears!"