Cool Shit: A Domestic Spaceship!

Got an extra, oh, half a million dollars just sitting around collecting dust? Then maybe you want to hire someone to gather it up, stuff it in a large sack, paint a dollar sign on the side, hand it over to Sir Richard Branson, and take off into motherfucking space!

Ladies and gents, the Virgin Galactic 2:

You can view the specs over at the Virgin Atlantic website if you are one who is so inclined to do so. But for those laypeople out there, let?s break it down simply:

Those two side ships? They power the ship into stratosphere with a pilot on either wing. Once up into the atmosphere, the middle part detaches and blasts off into the very edge of space with rocket power. There, you?ll experience the thrilling sensation of gravity-free weightlessness for a period of time, before the rocket fuel burns out and you drift back into earth in a gentle glide. That, or space aliens abduct you and probe your nether regions. Or the entire thing burns up during re-entry. In fact, there?s a whole lot that can still go wrong with this kind of thing. We?re going to pass until the whole thing becomes a bit more affordable and less burny.