Rubble In the Hubble

Seems our beloved space telescope
Has been mistaken for a park trash can
By certain alien races.

Shuttle crews removes 39 beer cans, two soda pop bottles, three alien 
newspapers, a very bizarre condom wrapper, and six emptied cans of 10w40 
intergalactic motor oil.

They also found, what they think might be, 2 Plutoniun hot dog wrappers, and a 
broken dog leash of unususual nature.

No Littering signs were posted in an attempt to correct the situation.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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