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“Space—the final frontier. . .” booms the voice of William Shatner.  Star Trek is on.  That is one way to kill some time on a Saturday afternoon.  I am not experiencing life.  I am here by a TV watching it and yearning.  I see the deteriorating man with an infantile mind.  The taunting of the children drives me insane.  I pause in my thoughts.  The thoughts of this strange world are intriguing.  I have to break free.  Commercials for beer and Chevy trucks enter my consciousness

Need to quaff Coors Light

only way to bag a young chick

right beer right nacho

I might get laid if I drink Coors Light and drive a Chevy pick up truck.  That appears to be the insinuation of these images on the screen.  30 seconds of bikini clad lasses and I feel an urge to go out tonight.  I still don’t know what brand of beer I should drink.

Decision pending

select the proper brand names

just to impress babes