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What can you expect the sun to do when we keep running away, coming back, running away, coming back. We want to be independent, but we also want someone to do our laundry and provide a home cooked meal on the weekends.
If we were willing to live by the Sun's rules, we could live in its house like our little sibling Mercury.
Or if we were really willing to go out on our own, we'd suck it up and cross the asteroid belt like big sibs Jupiter and Saturn.
But no, we just want it all. Neglected yet spoiled middle child that we are.
@92BuickLeSabre: we're still beter than venus with all of her goth makeup and the brooding and the poems. we'll move out and get a real job when she lays off the sulfuric acid!
@tetracycloide: Or that useless layabout Mars, still carrying the scars from when it had a life but now all strung out an listless. We keep making these remote attempts to connect with it, but when we try to get beneath the dull surface, all we find is either dirt or ice...hard to tell.
@Goodnightbabytron: I still feel bad about what happened to l'il ol Pluto. Cast out while still so small. Thrown out on it's own, into the dark and cold night, to make it's own way. Last I heard, it was straight-up disowned.
Cue the quirky band of bickering scientists who build a craft that's powered on heat, and travel into the very center of the sun and restart it with fusion bombs, but must sacrifice everyone in the crew except the super attractive couple who are rescued by space whales.
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If we were willing to live by the Sun's rules, we could live in its house like our little sibling Mercury.
Or if we were really willing to go out on our own, we'd suck it up and cross the asteroid belt like big sibs Jupiter and Saturn.
But no, we just want it all. Neglected yet spoiled middle child that we are.
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Just not right.
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Stupid fucking kryptonians.
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