Do some solo stuff, or maybe some hip-hop collaborations with NYC’s Pizza Rat.

Finally trade in all of those game tickets that he’s been stealing over the years.

Check into rehab for some much overdo help with his crushed red pepper and grated cheese dependency.

Come clean to his past lovers about his various STDs, as well as being a carrier of the bubonic plague.

Try to remember the spot in the ball pit that his heroin kit is hidden.

Decide the time is right to release the sex tape of the band’s orgy with that group of soccer moms.

Try out for Dancing With The Stars, ultimately have to call it quits when his dance partner keeps screaming and jumping on top of a chair.

Accidentally kill himself while attempting to masturbate with a mouse trap.

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