In 1987, a man drops an eight ball in the corner pocket, and goes home with a drunk girl impressed by this feat. Thirty years later, their son wonders if his life would’ve been better if his mother had made better choices.
Bruno, you poor bastard.
Just when they thought Copernicus was crazy,
you came striding in:
“The stars are suns with planetary rings!”
“There may be more intelligent life out there!”
What was your reward?
You were burned at the stake