Life After Summers: Day One of Infinity

It's Friday night. I'm sitting in my house with two cats and zero humans, scavenge drinking, eating popcorn from the Target snack bar, and watching Guy Fieri skullfuck a boiled pig's head on television. I realize there's never any decent sports on Friday nights in the winter time, but if Summers was still open at least I could watch someone skullfuck a pig's head in person.