I am not a Martian but there was this one time I came home from having my 3rd colonic of the afternoon and there was a Martian eating soup in my living room watching the price is right. Not the cheap condensed Campbell’s soup mind you, but the expensive chunky soup…and that was the last can of beef and potato! So I got mad and threw a Birkenstock at the eye that was 2nd from the left and it was disintegrated before it landed it’s mark! So now, because of this Martian, I am out a can of soup and a sandal! But instead of getting mad…I spotted that hideous picture of my mother in law that my wife loves so much and got an idea! I hurled the picture and that too was disintegrated. The Martian (her name is Elsie by the way) Sensed my joy, lowered her disintegrating antenna and we had a laugh. Elsie left, and my wife came home soon after; immediately noticing the missing picture and accused me of throwing it away. I told her the story and to this day she does not believe me and insists I made the whole story up. I don’t think she is part of the clan but if you happen to see =eGo=™ Elsie, ask her if she knows me.