I Respect the Moon: Master of Oceans and Werewolves

Let’s talk about respect. I mean, we all respect different things, right? Some people respect the elderly, others respect authority, and a rare few even respect their alarm clocks. But me? I respect the moon. Yes, that celestial body that hangs out in the night sky doing its lunar thing. Why, you ask? Well, the moon controls two of our most precious elements: oceans and werewolves. Let’s break this down.

First off, the oceans. We’ve got a whole lot of water on this planet, and the moon’s like, “I got this,” and starts pulling it back and forth in a cosmic game of tug-of-war. High tides, low tides — it’s basically the moon’s way of showing off its strength. It’s like that friend who always wants to arm wrestle just to remind you they’ve been hitting the gym. Except the moon’s gym is space, and its biceps are gravity.

And then there’s the whole werewolf situation. Now, I know what you’re thinking. “Werewolves? Really?” But let’s be honest, the moon has got that on lock. Every full moon, it’s like the ultimate nightclub signal for werewolves to come out and party. The moon’s got that VIP entrance glow, and suddenly, it’s a howling good time. No moon, no werewolves. Simple as that. The moon is the original influencer, setting trends before Instagram was a thing.