Oh, give me a locus, where the gravitons focus
Where the three-body problem is solved
Where the microwaves play, down at three degrees K
And the cold virus never evolved
Home, home on LaGrange
Where the space debris always collects
We posess, so it seems, two of man's greatest dreams...
Solar power...
And zero-gee sex*.
(*: Presence of MOTAS is not guaranteed by this spell. Nor do we guarantee their attractiveness. Edit: Or willingness.)
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
Where the three-body problem is solved
Where the microwaves play, down at three degrees K
And the cold virus never evolved
Home, home on LaGrange
Where the space debris always collects
We posess, so it seems, two of man's greatest dreams...
Solar power...
And zero-gee sex*.
(*: Presence of MOTAS is not guaranteed by this spell. Nor do we guarantee their attractiveness. Edit: Or willingness.)
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.