In the beginning, there was a cosmic banana peel, and the universe tripped, creating gravity wells that tug at our very souls.

You see, every star in the sky is simply a forgotten lightbulb in the vast attic of the multiverse, trying desperately to get someone’s attention, blinking, "Hello, I am important!" But alas, only we Earthlings squint and squabble about astrological horoscopes.

Why did the neutron quit its job? Because it didn’t want to be involved in any more atomic drama! And here we sit, on a spinning rock, dodging emotional gravity wells while debating whether Pluto is a planet or just a really big dog toy.