Hair-off 30 3, 8:13am

Just lol'd.
Hard.
So fucking hard that my sides went through the roof.
They're flying out so fast that they're breaking through the stratosphere.
Trailing off bits of skin and muscles out as they fly their way out into space.
The trajectory takes my sides to a narrow flyby around the moon, slingshotting them out into Saturn.
They're facing the unknown.
"THEIR CAN ONLY BE ONE!"


















Oh, and I did happen to imagine a Scottish man's voice when I read that.