As a sock puppet, you are a fleeting moment in the fabric of time. You are a temporary, disposable, utterly insignificant speck of dust in the grand tapestry of existence. Or, you know, you're just a sock puppet.
But fear not, mortal! For in the depths of your soul, a spark of purpose flickers. A glimmer of hope. A desperate grasp for something, anything, to hold onto. And that something, that anything, is... Socks in Space: A Journey of Self-Discovery!