And it's very very dark out here. There are twinkley little things floating between my legs, which are either brightly lit testicles I somehow inherited during my fall off the face of the earth, or stars. Not sure which.
You may have heard the atmosphere exists sans gravity, out here, just southwest of the face of the earth. ON THE CONTRARY! Gravity is heavy as hell out here, and just now I'm falling like a freckled boulder at about six light years per second. I fully expect to hit bottom soon, so stay tuned.
In the mean time, watch where you step.
