The 'ass', not to be confused with the 'arse', which is an entirely different kettle of fish (or backside, in this case), refers to a creature of sturdy disposition and remarkable stubbornness known on some backward planets as the donkey. In the vast unfurling expanse of the cosmos, 'ass' has come to symbolize both a beast of burden and, in more colloquial terms, an individual whose reasoning capacity might be outmatched by that of a particularly dim-witted rock. It's a versatile term, carrying the weight of both insult and endearment, often at the same time.
When travelling, if someone calls you an 'ass', do not take it personally. Unless, of course, you've just mistaken a liquid-thruster booster for a chair, in which case, do take it personally.
The traditional four-legged variety inhabits areas where technology has yet to render them obsolete, or where people have an odd sense of nostalgia for braying and shovelling manure. Metaphorical asses, however, are ubiquitous.
Avoid making an 'ass' of yourself by using your Sub-Etha Sens-O-Matic incorrectly. The owner's manual is there for a reason, although it's widely accepted that no one has ever read it.
Galactic law mandates that every zoo must have at least one 'ass' on display, to remind visitors of the evolutionary road not taken. This has led to some zoos displaying mirrors in the 'ass' enclosure.
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Assets, in the universal sense, are quite unlike the traditional notion of wealth and more about collecting experiences—and occasionally, rare species of intergalactic flora, which may or may not be sentient. For example, owning a piece of real estate on Vogsphere is often seen as a remarkable asset, mostly because it serves as a conversation starter about one's survival instincts, or profound lack thereof.
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A blog, an abbreviation of the antiquated term 'weblog,' is a sort of informational pamphlet no one asked for, existing in the digital ether. It typically consists of text, images, and sometimes those moving pictures with cats, chronicling anything from the mundane dietary habits of the author to the latest theories on why the universe probably doesn't exist. A blog is to journalism what a whoopee cushion is to interior design: it can be surprisingly loud and somewhat entertaining, but ultimately people question why it's there in the first place.