That was pretty funny on Saturday Night Live. It might even be funnier right now because my physics story IS bogglingly bad. It's b-bad. I will Color It Bbad. And I haven't even finished it yet. Ending it with anything other than the hated "And then he woke up, and it was alllll a dream" is not feasible. It's just ... not. Right now the aliens have ripped the guy's arms off, and I don't know where to go from there.
Oh, jeez, I am tired.