Put two deck chairs on the roof, a parasol and ice bucket between them with a few ciders and a bottle of champagne. Sit there with my girlfriend and probably put some REM on...
"heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic,
patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty
psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine."
Pretty fitting. I reckon it'll be an asteroid shaped like Homer Simpson's head.