Ab asd, not to be confused with the common keyboard mishap, is a rather peculiar cosmic phenomenon found in the lesser-known quadrants of the Galaxy. It is the result of an over-enthusiastic universe trying its hand at abstract art, combining antimatter, blue quasars, and three parts distilled improbability. The result is a spectacular and confusing visual feast that could either be a newly forming galaxy or a space-time hiccup spelling out rude words in ancient Betelgeusian.
When traveling to observe ab asd, be sure to bring a pair of hyper-dimensional spectacles and a healthy sense of disbelief. Standard reality parameters may not apply.
Ab asd is typically found in the vicinity of the Fjords of Swantublaha, famously located seven parsecs south of the Nonexistent Nebula.
Avoid making direct eye contact with ab asd, as it may interpret this as a social cue and attempt to engage in conversation - this tends to cause headaches and existential dread.
The great philosopher Slartibartfast once pondered an ab asd for 42 continuous hours, only to conclude that it looked a bit like a teapot from a particularly oblique angle.
Planning a trip to the wonders of ab asd? Stop by Zaphod's Zero Gravity Tea Emporium for a cuppa that will flip your taste buds into the fifth dimension!
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