THUMBNAIL THURSDAY TAKES ITS PROTEIN PILLS AND PUTS ITS HELMET ON

Honestly, given some of the glorious shit we see astronauts get up to in this age of 100% camera immersion, this comes across as unbelievably tame. But I have not a single doubt rattling around my empty skull that some ground control crew somewhere has given in to this temptation when faced with some prima donna space jockey screaming down the comm link at them because the chicken soup nozzle is clogged.

“And would you please stop calling me ‘Major Tom’?”