"Look how high up we are, boys," said Java, opening a curtain.
"I hadn't thought of it like that, my good friend Java," Johnny B said, a hint of fear in his voice.
 

"Our car is so tiny. I am this close to blowing my mind, body, and soul wide open," cried Fernando.
"I have just begun to open your non-believing eyes," answered the endlessly wise Java.

"Now we will drink some sourdough vodka and soak in a dry hot tub," Java explained.
Johnny B and Fernando drank the bitter vodka and soon made a mess in the hotel hallway.

"I have to clean up your smelly mess now," said the hotel's head janitor. "What do you have to say for yourselves?"
"But I was leading these boys down the path to enlightenment," whined Java.
"Well now you must baby-sit my daughter, who looks like the child rap star, Lil' Bow-Wow," the janitor replied.

The child was not happy with her baby-sitters or the story they told her.
"I don't care about your journey. Just leave me. Follow your heart, I guess," the little girl said, pointing to Java's chin. "That is always the answer on television programs."

Java remembered the heart shape he had shaved into his face earlier in the day.
Somehow, when Johnny B and Fernando looked at that heart made of hair, they understood that life is indeed worth living.

A hot tub was then found and drained. The boys took one last look around and thought of their day.
"All right. Everything is now officially cool," smirked Johnny B while pointing at the camera.
"I will point my finger in agreement," said Java, his sexy stomach displayed for all to see.
"Boys, life is good," thought Fernando, but he couldn't say it because he was just smiling too damn much.

THE END