Christmas Post #4: I Want A Piece Of Uranus
by Steve West on November 8, 2007

A former boss of mine once said something similar to me but not in those exact words. This site claims to be selling the planet Uranus. The text is presented very tongue in cheek but they do appear to be actually selling stuff; bumper stickers and mousepads that claim "I own Uranus". Pretty funny reading if not actually anything available as comical gift.
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