^ I throw this out (up) there:

Because the Universe is expanding so rapidly, that even were we able to exceed the speed of light, we would yet not be able to travel beyond our local galactic clusters; that is the definition of being trapped within a black hole.

I throw this desperate inquiry: but what about the mind-controlling aliens framing the heroes for a terrorist attack?

^ *throws a statement of fact:

"You don't need to know, sir!"*

I throw spit onto your cruelty and then remember that your obligation to finish an obscure sci-fi show is a product of my imagination.

*throws a copy of the game Centauri Alliance*

^ *throws an alliance of rebels*

^ I throw a pasty faced blonde dude to help said rebels

I throw an angry bigfoot with a crossbow to help said rebels.

^ I throw a reminder that it's called a Bowcaster *pushes glasses up nose*

^ * I throw seven rounds from my Desert Eagle up into the air and shout with a rebel yell, "YE-HAH!!!"*

^ I toss Hooyah an adamantium umbrella so they can avoid getting hit when the gun bits and bobs fall back down

^ *throws it back*

EDIT:

(I live on the edge of a Texas-Owned National Forest. I already yelled to Bigfoot, "Heads up ol' fella! Incoming!")

I throw a group of soldiers, none of them men.

I throw the child soldiers into a trap and rescue them from their cruel warlord.

^ throws a note to let Lego about the plot twist: Hooyaah is the cruel overlord.