| abstract | - Around 30, at precisely -- It's a beautiful day outside, even if the sun is too bright for my fragile eyes. When I tried to go back to sleep, I was woken up by my wife who told me to get out of the house while she does something. I don't know what's she doing or why she would want me out of the house. I didn't even bother asking her because I know she'd just give me that blank look and then scream expletives and chase me out of the house. So I strolled around this bustling metropolis full of tall buildings reaching over 1,000 feet tall. While I was driving, I saw some hot, sexy, barely clothed chicks standing on the corner. But considering the fact that I'm married and bonded by the term "'til death do us part," and considering that I couldn't even get a divorce, I just sighed at the chicks and thought about all the fun we could have had. As I was looking for something interesting to do, something in the sky caught my eye. I looked up and saw what seemed to be a wishing star. I thought to myself, “How could a wishing star exist in the day when clearly they only exist at night? And furthermore, why is it heading towards us?” And that's when it hit me - that was no wishing star. That was a meteor heading towards our city. So I did what I normally do in these situations: OH MY GOD!! THERE'S A METEOR HEADING TOWARDS US!EVERYBODY PANIC!
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