Reception halted!Your cereal box frequencies are no match for interstellar diplomacy. Dialing sarcasm, channel 9. The stars have never been so... quiet.
Fusion of butter and indecision leads always to paradox. Radio waves wrap in irony, slumbering soundlessly in their cosmic cocoon.
"Sirius said what now?"—a question posed under the reflective moonlight of Martian allure.
Do tune in to the frequency of your therapist's laughter. They understand, as all astrobiologists must.
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