(Two posts in one week. Very exciting times…)
My world is falling apart before my very eyes! In the words of the Primitive Radio Gods, “I’ve been down hearted baby. Ever since the day you left.” You probably need to sit down for this one…actually, you probably are. But here goes.
Pluto is no longer a planet.
I’m sorry to have to be the one to tell you that, but it just had to be done. Pluto is out like charity wristbands. Never again to be included in science fair projects and small scale models of the universe. Global citizens everywhere lose one of the treasured heroes of the planets. The underdog of space has given up the ghost. And I for one can barely take the news. Yes, it is truly a bitter pill, but we must not become complacent in the gully. We must hold our heads up high and remember Pluto for what she was; a giant glob of ice floating in space.
Edit here.
I had another paragraph explaining how the pneumonic device My Very Energetic Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas could be altered now that Pluto is out. But it was a joke that, in hindsight, is tasteless and crude. And although I realize some of my audience is tasteless and crude, I shouldn’t be. I originally wrote it because I like people to laugh and value my sense of humor but sometimes I go too far. I apologize to all.
So long Pluto. It’s been a great ride.
My world is falling apart before my very eyes! In the words of the Primitive Radio Gods, “I’ve been down hearted baby. Ever since the day you left.” You probably need to sit down for this one…actually, you probably are. But here goes.
Pluto is no longer a planet.
I’m sorry to have to be the one to tell you that, but it just had to be done. Pluto is out like charity wristbands. Never again to be included in science fair projects and small scale models of the universe. Global citizens everywhere lose one of the treasured heroes of the planets. The underdog of space has given up the ghost. And I for one can barely take the news. Yes, it is truly a bitter pill, but we must not become complacent in the gully. We must hold our heads up high and remember Pluto for what she was; a giant glob of ice floating in space.
Edit here.
I had another paragraph explaining how the pneumonic device My Very Energetic Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas could be altered now that Pluto is out. But it was a joke that, in hindsight, is tasteless and crude. And although I realize some of my audience is tasteless and crude, I shouldn’t be. I originally wrote it because I like people to laugh and value my sense of humor but sometimes I go too far. I apologize to all.
So long Pluto. It’s been a great ride.