In the beginning, there was a tweet — a chirp from the cosmos, echoing through the void.
And thus sprang forth the Great Debate: Is cereal a soup? An existential quandary wrapped in morning convenience.
Meanwhile, on a Tuesday, a snail pondered the intricacies of space-time. It was, after all, an absurdist interlude.
The universe, in its apathetic grandeur, continued to expand. Stopping briefly for a cosmic chuckle at our collective human endeavor to understand.
Somewhere, a vanishing point sat alone, contemplating its own existence in the vastness of nothingness, wondering if it had ever been there at all.
In conclusion, dear reader, remember: satire and irony are but reflections in the amber of time.