I don’t think those purchased star names actually count for jack shit. I could probably look into it to confirm, but that would be tantamount to actual effort, and we all know that ain’t happening. Still, if intelligent life is ever found and if it happens to be situated near a star set to blow I call dibs on naming it. The star, not the life, though I suppose I could take a crack at that too. Anyway, the name of my choosing? ‘Your mama so fat she’, of course. As in “‘Your mama so fat she’ collapsed into a black hole earlier today, killing billions. Everyone still reading this owes my, like, a quarter, at least, for that excellent and not at all dated joke.