Space. I mean, it’s space!!! And I’ll be one of 4 people to die in space! So yay me!
Would you rather produce ketchup from your fingers, or grow spaghetti instead of hair?
*violent, fake coughing*
Thermonukes!
And this needs to be on some shirt:
"We can start with a planet that sells dirt and end with a constantly rising civilization of snake people!"
Dude! That’s an awesome essay! I know you want some constructive criticism but I’m just going to marvel at how wonderful it was! You put a lot of time into writing that and it obviously turned out great! I hope you get a good grade!