Photo: NASA's Marshall Space Flight Center, Flickr Creative Commons
That's kind of a gross image, actually, but it's just digestion, people. That hot chick or gorgeous dude you were probably eyeballing earlier today? They poop too. They just probably don't pass poops riddled with tiny pieces of black holes. I almost said "dead stars" there instead of "black holes". It would have sounded better, but the fact is that we're all composed of the stuff of dead stars. Supernovas are how the universe gets nasty. Every time a star dies, the heavens have to change their pants.
* I'm not actually freaking out about the weight thing. It is baffling, but the fact of the matter is that I'm still 21 lbs below my peak weight and despite being 35 lbs heavier than I was as a senior in high school, I'm probably more fit right now than I have ever been.
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You probably could print that last sentence on T-shirts and sell them and make a decent amount of money.
I'm assuming it's the universe pants line and not the last line of the footnote. The footnote sentence is a little dry and really long for a T-shirt.
I'm not sure the universe pants sentence really holds up out of context. It would need some work I think to get across the sexual metaphor more effectively.
Who's Jenny Craig? (Don't worry. You don't have to reply to that. I'll google it.)
Also I was planning to make some lame ass joke about water retention, thereby implying you're a woman. But I won't ...
I've heard a lot about the cosmos since my sister is an astronomy teacher but this is new.
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