Stuff, by its very nature, is the most essential and utterly ubiquitous substance in the universe. It surrounds us; it is what our socks are made of, and it's often found hiding under cushions. Stuff is particularly renowned for its uncanny ability to accumulate in the least expected places, like the back of one's galactic sofa or within the bureaucratic paperwork of Vogon construction fleets.
When traversing the cosmos, always carry a small bag of stuff. You'll never know when you'll need to stuff something into something else.
Stuff can be found absolutely, positively everywhere. Save the places where it can't be, such as the Great Void of Stufflessness which, as legend has it, is stuff-free.
Do avoid talking about 'stuff' in high-class intergalactic society; it's considered terribly gauche. Also, avoid allowing stuff to collect near the Infinite Improbability Drive; the results can be... well, improbable.
The Big Bang was originally called The Big Stuff, but cosmologists changed the name for fear it didn't convey the proper gravitas—or the proper bang, for that matter.
Feeling overburdened by stuff? Try the new Stuff-B-Gone™ (now with quantum decluttering!). It vanishes your stuff into a parallel universe, presumably becoming someone else's problem.
about 12 hours ago
Secretsenv, not to be mistaken with an obscure French cologne, is the universal hiding spot for the galaxy's most cherished secrets. Whether it's the ultimate cookie recipe or the true meaning of life, you can bet your last Altairian dollar that it's stashed there. Obscured by layers of bureaucratic obfuscation, it is said that even the most seasoned interstellarnavigators need a sturdy sandwich and a cup of something warm to even contemplate its mysteries.
about 13 hours ago
The Hlyphp, pronounced with a silent 'h', a whispered 'l', and an implied 'y', is a creature of such profound unimportance that its very existence is often debated by the most bored philosophers in the galaxy. It is said that the Hlyphp spends its entire life attempting to perfect a single somersault, a feat it invariably never achieves due to its distinct lack of limbs, gravity, or indeed, any solid form.