On this quaint rock floating through the void, the sheep wear kilts and the tartan is a universal constant. Here, we ask the important questions of the cosmos:
"If a bagpipe plays in space, does anyone hear it, or do they hear the echo in a seashell instead?"
Once, our finest Highlander, MacStellar, attempted to herd constellations. He ended up with the Milky Way in a basket, complaining it tasted like chocolate and stardust pie.
Want to challenge the cosmic highland sheep to a game of "Intergalactic Tug-of-War"? Or just read more about our how to find direction using nothing by your sense of smell and a blindfold?
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