the planet that blew up is now called our asteroid belt:
My life is a beer commercial. Wandering through the streets and pointing and waving, sticking my tongue out like the savage animal I am. Nodding to all the professionals and getting home to play my X-box before downing some JD to calm my fucking nerves and then I will put the wallet in my back pocket and dab some fine cologne on me and leave the top button open with my five o clock shadow in full effect on my manly face while my girlfriend wonders where I will be going. I tell her that she should take out a few bucks in Stock A while she is surfing for some new accessories and put half of that in Stock B. She says that we are going out tonight with Candi and Jessica, but Jessica is not feeling well. Honey, you know, I have to go to this work thing. That other half of Stock A and those earnings - they are for you. She doesn't know I'm with Jessica though. I'll see you tomorrow. It is our night. My life is a beer commercial as my cell phone rings and it's Randy and the gang wondering why I'm not playing X-box anymore and I tell them I'm going to the club before there is a line up, even though I can get in when there is a lineup. All the girls are lined up when I get in and let's all go powder our noses and talk about Tsunami relief and throw that in the bin for cover charge and the club will match our generous donations. Lady by Lenny Kravitz is blasting through the speakers. The table beside me has a bunch of foreigners who were on the mountains skiing earlier today while I was up there too - my life is a beer commercial - and they are cutting up my country and our traditions and they are talking like their hometowns do not have any hooligans. Jessica is at the table and she tells me she had to bail out on my girl while her leg is rubbing up and down my leg from the other side of the table. Her boyfriend of sorts looks clueless as to the obvious and he offers us a drink and says that he has to cut out early for a flight to coast for a surfing competition because we live in a beer commercial. I wink at the waitress and she brings me a beer that Jessica's long gone companion ordered because I am in a beer commercial and she looks at Jessica and winks and we recall that wild time at the hotel 2 months or 2 years ago, it's all a blur. Drop It Like It's Hot by Snoop Dogg Featuring Pharrell is on the mix and the dance floor is kicking in and my buzz is dripping. I wanted to figure out how to get out of this pace but the gates opened and I started chasing and chasing and I'm the horse and the girls are the jockeys on top of me and handing me a beer and that's what this is all about.
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