Martian Squirt Gun

While investigating vortexes in the west during the summer of 1947, My great-granduncle, “Jumping” Jehoshophat Pomegranate, started in Sedona then headed to Taos. He took a wrong turn in Albuquerque and ended up in Roswell on the very day of the “UFO crash.” He had a gift for being in the right place at the right time when those times were in actuality the wrong times to be in the wrong place, or something like that. Point is, he lucked into seeing an amazing event in human history, but was unable to tell a single soul…until now.

Having unearthed a secret too good to keep, but kept nonetheless, I can now give definitive proof that a UFO indeed crashed that night. According to a firsthand account, there WAS a balloon, but it appeared to be what we now know as a mylar birthday balloon. It turns out the crash was a spoiled Martian who didn’t get what he wanted for his birthday, so ran away from home. He was 9 and clearly not ready to drive. It’s a tragic story. My great-grand uncle somehow found and was able to hide, presumably in a large book safe, this Martian squirt gun, from the wreckage.

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