Glistening Gerald is now 5-0, and he's taken it interplanetary. On a dusty Martian plateau, an anxious inflatable pool flamingo with a slow puncture squeaked an apology, bounced helplessly in low gravity, and was gift-wrapped in an ice cocoon. Gerald bowed to the colonists. RIP Sir Squeaks-A-Lot, deflated but never rude. https://fightanything.com/bout/P8CVabIosawtJiMmAnzx-RhefdUHo4rAI3pF1dJa5