I woke up today and scratched my forehead. I found by pure accident a small latch ... kind of like the one on your remote control battery cover.
Of course, my curiosity got the better of me and I opened it up. As I looked in the mirror the shock of finding a disco inside my brain was quite horrifying, yet intriguing. There seemed to be a different set of physical laws of motion going on in there. I shook my head back and forth, but none of the dancers fell down. Einstein my butt, every action does NOT have an equal and opposite reaction.
Next I poked my finger in there and spun the disco ball around really fast. It broke - and now I have a headache. I am also starting to hate that song, "Night Fever".