When I was a child, my parents decided to go on vacation and take me with them. We had almost reached our destination, the Milky Way, when my parents got distracted by Galctic Hephalumps. They were playing space trumpets. My father got so entranced by the music that he didn't even notice when I slipped out of his arms and fell way, way down to earth.

That is the story of how I got stuck on a planet where debt is the currency and kittens aren't free.