Frankie: [v.o.] So, Axl was back for winter semester, and this time, he was hitting it hard.
Hutch: Ow!
Frankie: [v.o.] You see, Axl and Hutch had been embroiled in an epic finger-slap war for weeks with no winner in sight. At this point, it was going from open warfare to a covert operation inside enemy territory.
Professor Danzinger: So resulting in... Yes? You there? What is your name, sir?
Axl: Uh, Axl.
Professor Danzinger: Well, "Uh, Axl," given what we know about the theory of relativity and how it predicts that a compact mass will deform space in an energy vortex, what will this create? And explain.
Axl: This will, uh... [clears throat] predict and explain... a black hole, defined as a region of space-time where gravity prevents anything, even light, from escaping.
Professor Danzinger: Wow. I actually reached someone. Hm. Now I'm almost glad they defunded the space program so I can be here. You may sit.
Axl: Uh...
Frankie: [v.o.] No, Axl wasn't an astronomy genius. He just happened to watch Hot Tub Time Machine 27 times.