Spiral, Spectral, or Space Debris? Whose Debris Is This?

 

Honeymooners in Space

Universe 13, Planet 42

42^nd Chapter of the Stellar Bus

 

            “Hello and Solar Sphere to all of you Cascails.  I am your Space Bus Driver, Ralph Kramden.  I see you are waiting to board.  I hope you are not bored, both you Shelled Inhabitants and Unshelled Galactropod Inhabitants.  I have my own inhibitions.  You intelligent asteroids sure are most applied, alide, and allowed to come on up, you families of Solaric Cascails and your fellow Terrarial Pulsardic Galactros.  I hope your molecules continue to chase.

            “My partner, Ed Norton, well he calls me his partner but he is just an employee of mine, anyway, Ed will take you Comets to  this ship’s most generational fusion.  Another place’s toilet just flushes,  but thanks to my company’s builders, and claimed by Ed, you can now thrust your flatulence landing scailics.

            “Glide along this roller coaster of your entry lines until you get to your paid for radiationerous spacials numbered off in this Outer Space Transportational Glory.

            “After a setapac of flight fantasy and frequency starburls we will claim to land at the not nearby Gasgalaxiods.  You  naturally lack a gravity so we will depart you with an impacternal spurd.

            “I am a member of a group of Omnibus Diverter operators who enjoys working for the United Field Hyperbolics fleet of mass transportational devices.  You can call me, or Ed, when you think we can assist you.  No ignorance will be displayed by Edward Norton, our version of an engineer, or so he thinks, if you can call that thinking, he does.   Included in your fleeting  there is Ed’s wife, Trixie, and mine, Alice, I alike.

            “Welcome aboard.”

            Trixie then laughed at most of the entering Radiations and their Magnetic Energy companions.  At that time Alice smirked at Mrs. Carbonaceous Chondrite bringing in her little meteorites. Those loading this time have only a very small hypothetical extraction of materials from the asteroids with which they cannot retract into.  Whispering to Alice, Ralph began calling them either Osmium or Palladium.

            Ralph said, “If any of the Radio Waves ever get spectremed, it'll be my responsibility to go and visible light them.”

Alice commented, “Oh, that is a very infrared reflectability, Ralph. You better start now and find out what the ultraviolet oorts are at Bellevue.”

Ralph got mad,  “That did it, Alice - that did it. You have just broken the Corona's black hole with that star. You have ridiculed my brother Black Holes. You have just made exo of something very big that's close to my Kuiper Belt.”

Alice replied, “The only thing big that's close to your El Nino is your stomach’s La Nina.”

Mr. Aerolite Meteorite came up to Ralph and said, “Well, I'm pretty lucky, too. I have a wife, who every time she gets Aerolites for herself, she gives some silicates and oxides to me.”

Ralph smiled and said, “Well, I laser say, Mrs. Aerolite, that that's very accretion of matter. It's not many Supermassive Black Holes who want to give their husbands the same almucantar to the same altitude.”

Alice cut in, “Oh, I don't know, Ralph. I've been thinking of giving *you* something. the opposite of a perihelion, which is the point in the orbit where the celestial body is closest to the sun.  On Earth we saw what I want to give to you.  We saw it at night.”

That was when Thermal Radiation, who is a spectrum as an Andromeda Manager, indicated Ralph, “This chubby one’s gonna be T-Tauri.”

The Theory of Relativity had been introduced to the Kramdens as a Meteoroid Concept, and her occultation is not what Ralph expected, “ *This* is a Meteoroid? I thought Meteoroids had Small Magellantic Clouds  with Helium Horizons and black Sidereal Time.”

Alice just yelled at Ralph, “Keep your Submillimeter Astronomy to yourself!”

Ralph then said, “Look, Alice, please, it's simple Luminosity. We B-type something for ten Chromospheres, and we Scorpius it for a Dark Matter! It's that Sagittarius.”

Alice asked, “ If it's so Saturn, Ralph, why didn't the man who had these Tidal Lockings in his Waning Gibbous sell them to make this a big Protostar?”

Ralph thought and said, “ Because he thinks Solar Constantl, like you do. He thinks he's got to go from a Dwarf Galaxy  to the Dwarf Cloud to sell to them these Theoreticals. That's where my great Ionization comes in. I go on Trans-Neptunian Eclipse and in five minutes, I can sell the Wavelength, 2,000, to them. Look, how long do you think it would take that galaxy to sell 2,000 of these if he went from Equinox to Equinox?”

Alice smirked and said, “About one Molecular Cloud, if this was the first Keler he K-Typed on.”

Ralph moaned, “Oh, I'd like to Blueshift you just once!”

Alice cracked back, “I guess I am the only girl in town with an atomic kitchen. This place looks like Yucca Flats after your blast!”

Ralph sparked out, “ I have - I've got an eclipsing binary emulation. A perfect one. I'm a diurnal motion. Not a run-of-the-mill doppler effect, the world's chromosphere. For years I've been talking for granite, the most wonderful feldspar that's ever called me a hubbled   - you. I've never shown you the apparent magnitude you declustered, Alice. You could walk outta that double star right now and I wouldn't lunar cycle you. You deserve something better than me. There are a million Gibbous who'd give you anything if they could have a great red spot like you.”

Alice smiled, “ Ralph, I don't want a magnitude meridian object. There's just one infrared I want: you.”

Ralph calmed, “You So Tope, not Isotope, you're the Heliocentricest.”

Trixie was listening, she then turned to Ed,   “We're trapped in Sidereal Time, Ed.   A Sidereal Day! You've led us right into a Spectroscope.”

Ralph waved his arms dramatically, saying, “Toot the moon, Norton!”

            Osmium was heard talking to Pallidium, "Well, if I was asked to describe your blueshift, I'd say you have very well-developed magnetic poles," and "When the theories of lenses turn against you, and the corona upsets our boat. Don't waste those Quasars on what might have been, just lay on your Roche and refract."

Pallidium agreed, “Well, if I was asked to describe your Right Ascension, I'd say you have, uh, very well diurnal motion, uh, a good doppler effect, very good clusters of galaxies, fine fusion... and this whole thing needs a transfusion.”

Ed yelled out to them, “Hello, Astrals!”

Ralph then said to Ed, “You know, I was just going to go out and buy myself a new pair of vacuum reluctant boots. This couldn't happen at a better time!”

Ed then commented, “Ralph, there's only one thing you can do. Only one thing. You just gotta go down there, give them back the heavy elastic body stocking compressing your toes and tell them the truth.”

Ralph stated, “They don't care about the natural perspiration. This preceding technology includes the stratonautical.   They'll be laughing out of their removable capsules. What are they gonna put into their next inconvenience, ‘Bus Space Toilet Flushers won't die from Newton’s Laws of Motion’?”

 

 

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