Last night, I got high and started thinking about space. I mean, if the universe is expanding, does that mean my snacks are getting further away from me? That's just cruel. It's like the universe is saying, 'You want those chips? You gotta work for it, cosmic traveler!' So there I was, on an epic quest across the living room, battling gravity and furniture, just to reunite with my beloved bag of chips. The journey was long and treacherous, but every hero needs a quest, right? Mine just happened to involve a lot of munchies.