“There is nothing logical about the way monkeys think, Joe, that is why it works. The universe is coldly, relentlessly logical, so it can never understand how you monkeys accomplish the impossible every. Freakin’. Time! I swear, the universe regrets that Earth’s solar system ever coalesced from a loose cloud of interstellar gas. If the meteor that wiped out the dinosaurs had been just a little bit bigger, it could have-” “Yeah, blah blah blah, the universe can bite me,” I emphasized the sentiment by flipping the bird at the ceiling, an instinctual notion of the universe being above my head.
