Somewhere between the Aquarian doughnuts and the Pizza of Orion, there lies a tune.
Not any tune, mind you, but an interstellar melody made from the echoes of voicemail messages.
*Insert Sock-Puppet Solo*
Why did the nebula cross the universe? To get to the other quantum side.
Voyager pancakes flipping aimlessly on syrupy infinity, a culinary space mission achievable only
with the right toppings. Have you heard the orange gas giant humming? It sings citrus tunes faster than light!
Mysterious snacks orbit our solar crumbs—an asteroid field of bite-sized comets.
If you find Pluto’s lost key, return it to Neptune’s Ice Cream Parlor.
Galactic forums now open: for discussions on black hole diets and the ethics of singing in vacuum. Why redo
laundry when the moon already waxes and wanes with its eternal spin cycle?
Here, a practical guide to time travel wardrobe choices: