Astral Body

"But, I am an astronomer!", George declared.
"Sorry, mate", the huge muscular doorman replied, "I am just doing my job, here."

The evening had begun very pleasantly.
A lot of very sociable people had introduced themselves and each other to him, immersing themselves in small talk and the exchange of innocent pleasantries.

Everything had gone smoothly, until ...

He was dragged along as if he were a garbage can.
Bad come to worse it started raining.
There he sat, dripping wet and - a bit angry, too.

Never again he would tell jokes about Uranus ...

... at a proctologists' party.