Saturday, December 28, 2013

For the ultimate privilege to be called comet (which is much more like class name that


A nucleus of ice and dust that many cluster around: that essentially what a comet. So be careful, because some people are not very smart sometimes this mistake: Ball vanilla ice cream that your nephew comes to die is NOT a comet (although it was also full of dust around) .
For the ultimate privilege to be called comet (which is much more like class name that "asteroid", but we have the opportunity to return), you must know go very quickly (like 500 km by second, you get the picture) and, above all, have the guts (some would say "balls", but ongoing studies on genital comets have not yet accomplished) to approach very closely the Sun.
If, like Jessica, you just have this reaction, you can be rest assured (but hey, in your place, I would go see because it is not okay to cry for a comet). You can be rest assured, as I said before being interrupted by my impromptu thoughts, because our nice comet (comets are ALWAYS nice, it's like that) is playful, but it is not completely idiot either. Everything is calculated: it will NOT melt. No, no, no. It is much more clever than that: a chemical-physical interstellar process, it will be surrounded by a sort of mini-atmosphere that will protect naughty sun's rays.
And then to fart and show the entire universe how she is proud to be a comet, it will begin to shine very strong. , You can shake hands with your beloved (not too much anyway) if you look at one of your parties nocturnal romp outdoors. Then I advise you to immediately stop your antics and make a wish: it seems that luck. Me, I know nothing, I've never seen comets. Make a wish but still, the vows have this pleasant they are cheap to make (and then, "you round chafing dish with glass lid never know" as if my neighbor round chafing dish with glass lid likes to repeat the fourth playing the same numbers for the LOTTO over 35 years).
This show is so pretty (the comet near the sun, not my neighbor who plays the lottery - but follow a little, dammit!) Scientists - all of which are a bit on the edges poets - speak of the hair to designate round chafing dish with glass lid this mini atmosphere that sparkles and tail to designate the luminous trail that follows. round chafing dish with glass lid This is also, it seems, after observing a comet Arletty asked Louis Jouvet had it look like an atmosphere. She formulated the secret wish to become as beautiful as a comet? I do not know, but do not go astray.
Comet, as I said earlier, is certainly not to be confused with the asteroid: round chafing dish with glass lid if you make this mistake, the comet will vex fatally and the crumpled tail. Let it be said, there is nothing more vulgar than an asteroid. Rock, a little ice and metals ... Yuck!
This is not a comet that would eradicate all the dinosaurs of the surface of the Earth, I guarantee you! How can I be so sure? Because comets are NICE, I've already said!
It is very simple, some even put on the back of asteroids all the ills of our society. Unemployment? Blame the asteroids! The rise in urban crime between 2:37 ET 3:13 in the morning? Blame the asteroids! Your boss makes you shit every morning? Again and again Asteroids!
Evidence of immaturity clear pebbles of these species that roam wherever they want, asteroids, such as a flock of sheep of Panurge, always move in groups. Their favorite place of squat lies between Mars and Jupiter. Scientists call it the asteroid belt. But they are too nice, scientists, they never want to offend anyone. Me, I'd rather call it a lack of maturity and independence evident. When an asteroid is rejected group (because, round chafing dish with glass lid for example, round chafing dish with glass lid it is not enough or well dressed he dared say Stromae was NOT the new Jacques Brel), the asteroid wanders like a lost soul through the solar system. Sometimes round chafing dish with glass lid he sees a comet that sparkles and explodes with Sun. But he found it too hot next to Sun and he dare not go to her. Then his despair is so great that

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