A group of corporate yes men were such suck ups that they started to physically repulse each other, as if they were all the ends of magnets that had a positive charge.
Because they worked for an energy company, the physicists at the company realized that if they could just slam these yes men together they would make a man with two yesses, much the way that the sun makes helium from two hydrogen atoms. They did so, and the result was a clean burning fuel of servility that solved the world’s energy needs.
Soon energy companies harnessed all the world’s yes men to create a sort of sun of insincere suck ups, all of whom had oily smiles, and brought coffee to bosses whose jobs they secretly wanted. Eventually, when the supply of suckups was depleted and the yes men had all fused into two-brained yes-yes men, the whole system contracted, creating untold pressure on the center of the structure and increasing the temperature exponentially.
This, in turn, caused these yes-yes men to fuse with the other yes-yes men into a new, six-yes element, a prostrating, slithering, slimy, corporate equivalent of carbon.
At this point, it was simply impossible for this reaction to go on.
The whole thing collapsed in on itself and created a tiny ball of truly vile worminess. This exploded with almost unbelievable force, creating whole new elements of toadyism that to this day travel across the universe and form the building blocks of whole planets that give sniveling praise to the suns they orbit.
On these planets, every living thing offers insincere compliments to every other living thing, and at planetariums all over these worlds, ingratiating narrators tell audiences, in a condescending voice of insincere affection, that they are all the stuff of complete and utter suck ups.