In some distant place in the universe, an entire galaxy was pulled through the event horizon of a super massive black
hole. Somehow it landed right in the middle of my morning coffee. One alien civilization desperate to survive sent me
mathematically coded messages broadcast:
“We are here. We are here.”
Two things doomed them. I hate math at 7am and nothing stands between me and that first cup of coffee. I will say this,
as alien civilizations go, they were full bodied with a slightly nutty aroma.