In the warp of the cosmic pixel, where bytes meet bits and frolic in binary glee, the stars found their rhythm... or lack of it.
Sir Lancelot Nebula tripped over a supernova while attempting an intergalactic tango. "I swear, it was the gravitational pull of your twinkle," he exclaimed to Lady Andromeda.
Ever wondered how a quasar does the cha-cha? Trick question; it doesn’t! But if you ask a pulsar, you might get a beat drop instead.
Black holes? They just google "how to dance like nobody's watching," but the results are always singularly incomplete.