The Ssssa are our first galactic friends. They are very protective of us. I think they think of us as their pets.
Though they have a habit of believing any old thing that is said about us. Sffffi asked me yesterday, “Is it true that humans have only seven different stories? Don’t you get bored telling them over again?”
“Take a seat,” I told Sffffi, “let me tell you the story of The Xenobiologist Who Underestimated Something By Six Orders Of Magnitude.”
Consider this a friendly, local pub. Make yourself at home, bring your friends, have a good time! Meet new people, have a laugh, enjoy the ambience, and the Oxford commas.