"Siriusly," said the Moon, "the cat's out of the space bag." As the orbital ballet unfolded, a Martian tripped over a frequency fence, and instead of apologies, all that was heard was crickets communicating via WiFi.
In the vastness of orbits, where moons rise to the beat of unknown drums, secret dishes translated ancient dialects—fables of a waltzing neutron star that happened to forget its cosmic rhythm.
**CRACKLE** | Recorded transmission from Jupiter's forgotten sock drawer: "Whale sings jazz, market crashes. Invest in plasma." **SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH**
Have you ever wondered why Mars prefers to stay single, despite being surrounded by rings? Sometimes, they polish their orbit with dodgeball games around Saturn's icy boxes.
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