Hot girl at a party. In one of those, let me show you how poetic my facial expression gets when I gaze at the seldom seen night sky.
She: Waaah. So nice that star. I'm gonna make a wish.
Me: Which one? That one?
She: Yeah.
Me: Not much of an astronomer are you? That aint even a star.
She: Really?
Me: It's a satellite. You know cos the light doesn't twinkle. Forgot your nursery rhymes did ya? One of 40,000 circling the earth together with about 40 tons of space junk.
She: Bloody fucker. Had to spoil the moment right.
Me: I do my best.
Adieu!
She: Waaah. So nice that star. I'm gonna make a wish.
Me: Which one? That one?
She: Yeah.
Me: Not much of an astronomer are you? That aint even a star.
She: Really?
Me: It's a satellite. You know cos the light doesn't twinkle. Forgot your nursery rhymes did ya? One of 40,000 circling the earth together with about 40 tons of space junk.
She: Bloody fucker. Had to spoil the moment right.
Me: I do my best.
Adieu!
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