||[Sep. 16th, 2010|02:34 am]
The Question Club
It's no secret, TQC, that the Moon is made of cheese. All my life I have dreamed of reaching into the heavens to partake of that cheese. Therein lies a problem, however, and I am a mere 65 inches tall, and the Moon a quarter million miles away. This has haunted me up through my adult life... up until now.|
You see, TQC, I think we can work together: you are many, and I am fearless to a fault. If each one of you can bring me something—anything upon which I can climb to lessen the distance between me and that great, shining sphere—I think just maybe, maybe, I can reach out and grab some. Not just some for myself, either, but some for every one of you as well! Together, The Question Club shall partake of the Moon!
Now, I need to know what all you folks have that I can pile and/or tie together. Ladders, tables, books... perhaps even a trampoline to put on top to reach the last few feet. What can you bring me, TQC?
How much Moon cheese would you like?
Will you catch me if I fall?
If I fall from too great a height and burn up in the atmosphere, will you take a picture of the meteor and post it to tqc_updates? Feel free to add the word "FAIL" in bold letters.