Of course, it’ll probably miss us, damnit!
Everyone knows it’s the one you don’t see coming that gets ya. Sooner rather than later, I’ll bet.
A girl in college told me that a comet would someday kill me.
If she and this report are right, I’ll live to 110.
Hey, show a little sensitivity, people - my grandmother was killed by a Comet.
And then those bastards Elmo and Patsy wrote a song about it.