Poetess: we messed up almost million dollar contact.
The best news it wasn't me.
Inner voice: one million is a dream of every idiot.
And I am here.
Poetess: boss said he has to give a lot of free stuff to keep the customer.
Donald: finally we have a great news from aliens.
Asteroid is going to visit us.
And we can spend some time with it or on it.
Poetess: have to go..
Inner voice: let's just admit we are all idiots.
Life becomes so simple, no one asking any questions.
Except who is the idiot number one.
Author: I think the author should be awarded first.
