Gravity is so unpredictable. Why, just the other day, it decided (with no provocation whatsoever) to introduce my face to the ground. Now, I have a great deal of affection for the earth, but this affection is a lot like the affection a man might have for his TV and not a lot like the affection a man might have for his wife: a bit of distance is much appreciated.
(Actually that never happened. I just thought it sounded funny, so I wrote it. I do that sometimes.)
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