“If I could reach the stars, I’d give them all to you.”
To what end? What would I do with one unimaginably hot, astronomically huge, fusion-powered sphere of death, let alone all of them?
Why would being given the stars be a plus? They would immediately obliterate me, and everyone I care about. Hell, even from a significant distance away they’d destroy not only everyone I’d ever met, but all life on Earth – except, apparently, you, with your hypothetical ability to survive near stars long enough to collect them together and hand them to a single person.
Come to think of it, wouldn’t your wished-for scenario likely end the possibility of any life anywhere? Wherever the stars were, there would now be dark chaos. Wherever you’ve moved them, would be a matter-crushing overheated super super super super giant.
Essentially, you wish to eradicate all life in the universe.
I think I’ll decline the offer of a drink.
Jeez Jeremy, let there be lightening up!
If all the metaphors in the world were mine, I’d probably drop them on your head right now ;-)