Sean woke to a blow job. And the best space cereal ever made, in bed. As he was getting dressed he heard his name being called in the gym.
“A good stretch and a nice space walk are a must today. Why don’t you come with us, Carleton,” Commander Lewis. “Me? Why the hell not,”.
The ride is smooth. The suit is surprisingly comfortable, and the music is at just the right volume. “Hey, guys? What was that green thing?” Take her down over there, Brewer,” said the commander.
Sean got just in time to be swept away. “What the hell?! Where are…. Whoa?!”
Sean encountered a real live martian. They become best friends. And they both love The Clash.
“Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day,” Ice Cube.