This September will mark the second anniversary of Pluto's ejection from our solar system. The shadows and fog that may or may not have been a planet were discovered in 1930 by Clyde Tombaugh. He's dead now. But if he wasn't, this would surely have killed him. His life's work ironically enough, wound up equal to the surface temperature of the very planet he discovered . . . absolute zero. Poor bastard.
Save for the fact that we hate Pluto and that the surface is made of ice, not much else is known about the little planet that couldn't. The atmosphere is composed of mostly of Nitrogen, Methane and Carbon Monoxide. Not far away from the atmosphere at any alcoholics anonymous meeting. Although, Pluto does lack the high levels of self loathing.
Speaking of alcoholics, NASA launched a spacecraft that is scheduled to orbit Pluto in July of 2015. Since it will now have to turn right back around, project "What's the Fucking Point" will re orbit the Earth in the year 2025. So much for the cool pictures of Pluto's surface. This thing is just going to be one more satellite cluttering up our atmosphere taking pictures of Lindsay Lohan getting into fist fights outside of trendy L.A. nightclubs.
I salute Pluto. The ninth rock(er) from the sun! Once basking in the glory of being named after a Roman god . . . now . . . reduced to dwarf planet status. In other words, a lousy stinkin' asteroid! What a story for VH1's Behind the Planets.
How do you get kicked out of the solar system? What a badass ex-planet! Rebel planet yo . . . Pluto don't play ya know I'm sayin' dawg! I'd like to see Oprah Winfrey's ass kicked out of the solar system. There's an episode for After Oprah! Strap her to a rocket with Tom Cruise, the kid with long hair from TMZ, and the entire cast of Grey's Anatomy. Rosie O'Donnell would provide the weight at the bottom end. 3. . .2 . . .1 . . . you go girl!
In September of '06 Pluto was assigned asteroid number 134340 and was placed in a loving home in a region loaded with other asteroids just south of Neptune known as the Kuiper Belt. That place ROCKS! Pluto continues to struggle with drugs and alcohol but is currently c and s. Pluto spends most of it's time in the studio laying down phat tracks and coming up with fresh beats. And don't get me started on the dope rhymes.
Save for the fact that we hate Pluto and that the surface is made of ice, not much else is known about the little planet that couldn't. The atmosphere is composed of mostly of Nitrogen, Methane and Carbon Monoxide. Not far away from the atmosphere at any alcoholics anonymous meeting. Although, Pluto does lack the high levels of self loathing.
Speaking of alcoholics, NASA launched a spacecraft that is scheduled to orbit Pluto in July of 2015. Since it will now have to turn right back around, project "What's the Fucking Point" will re orbit the Earth in the year 2025. So much for the cool pictures of Pluto's surface. This thing is just going to be one more satellite cluttering up our atmosphere taking pictures of Lindsay Lohan getting into fist fights outside of trendy L.A. nightclubs.
I salute Pluto. The ninth rock(er) from the sun! Once basking in the glory of being named after a Roman god . . . now . . . reduced to dwarf planet status. In other words, a lousy stinkin' asteroid! What a story for VH1's Behind the Planets.
How do you get kicked out of the solar system? What a badass ex-planet! Rebel planet yo . . . Pluto don't play ya know I'm sayin' dawg! I'd like to see Oprah Winfrey's ass kicked out of the solar system. There's an episode for After Oprah! Strap her to a rocket with Tom Cruise, the kid with long hair from TMZ, and the entire cast of Grey's Anatomy. Rosie O'Donnell would provide the weight at the bottom end. 3. . .2 . . .1 . . . you go girl!
In September of '06 Pluto was assigned asteroid number 134340 and was placed in a loving home in a region loaded with other asteroids just south of Neptune known as the Kuiper Belt. That place ROCKS! Pluto continues to struggle with drugs and alcohol but is currently c and s. Pluto spends most of it's time in the studio laying down phat tracks and coming up with fresh beats. And don't get me started on the dope rhymes.
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