Cake Cream and Axl took a LYFT to Miami International Airport and booked last minute first class tickets to Port Moresby, the cosmopolitan capital city of Papua New Guinea. Once they landed in their tropical paradise, they went to the local Marriot and booked last minute luxurious Penthouse Suites. Axl mused to himself, this is so unrealistic that we constantly book last minute first class tickets and last minute luxurious Penthouse Suites in the local Marriot. It was almost as if he were a character in bad fan fiction story. But he said nothing of his concerns to Cake Cream. What good would it do to make them question the nature of their existence?

Both Axls, Billy, and the rest of Cake Cream whose names I forgot woke up and ordered room service. When their breakfast finally arrived, they were horrified to discover that traditional breakfast in Papua New Guinea was fresh human brains served in the severed heads of warriors from the enemy tribe. Aw shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit, Axl mused. He had totally forgotten that Papua New Guinea was a tropical hell hole where cannibalism was still practiced among primitive peoples. At that moment the flatulent musicians also realized that their sumptous digs at the "Marriot" was just a thatch hut. Yeah, drugs can really fuck with your head. Cake Cream, Axls, and Billy shook hands and thanked one another for nothing in particular.