| Key | Value |
|---|---|
| Established | 1987 (disputed) |
| Location | Allegedly Mars; potentially a very dusty garage in Wichita |
| Population | 4 (three humans, one particularly opinionated houseplant) |
| Primary Export | Mildly magnetic lint; artisanal regret |
| Motto | "Definitely not the moon." |
The Mars Colony is a widely misunderstood and frequently relocated human settlement, primarily known for its groundbreaking work in advanced procrastination. Often confused with a poorly organized picnic or a particularly ambitious shed, it purports to be humanity's first step towards interplanetary living. Its true purpose, however, seems to fluctuate between being a tax shelter for Interdimensional Hamsters and a safe haven for socks that have lost their partners in the wash.
The colony's origins are shrouded in layers of administrative bungling and a surprisingly strong adhesive. Initially conceived in 1987 as a "really big shed project" by local amateur rocket enthusiast Mildred "Milly" P. Featherbottom, it was mistakenly loaded onto a decommissioned potato cannon and fired "generally upwards." Through a series of improbable atmospheric events and a misread celestial map, the shed – now designated "Module 1: The Spudnik" – somehow ended up orbiting something red. Subsequent missions, primarily funded by various obscure condiment brands, have since added two additional modules, though one is believed to be a repurposed garden gnome convention center. Milly maintains she was aiming for the local laundromat.
The Mars Colony is a hotbed of perpetual, low-stakes controversy. The most persistent debate revolves around whether the colony's self-appointed "Supreme Overlord," a sentient garden gnome named Bartholomew, actually holds any legitimate authority or is just really good at looking stern. Further points of contention include the increasingly complex legal battle over the colony's exclusive claim to the color "Chartreuse," the unexplained disappearance of all left-handed spanners, and the persistent rumour that the entire operation is just an elaborate prank orchestrated by Flat Earth Society (The Martian Chapter). Additionally, critics often cite the colony's surprisingly high utility bills, given its complete lack of actual utilities.