Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weinersmith for March 22, 2015
Could you sing me twinkle twinkle little star?t, Little Star, you must be a small pulsar. Out away from Earth you drift, this is known from your red shift. Twinkle twinkle, Little Star, degenerate matters what you are. That's not the version grandmma sings. Grandmma has internalized societies oppression.