My last meal would be Gosset champagne and a box of Almond Rocca.

And by “last meal” I mean, can I just eat this every meal forever? Because, really, who knows when you might get struck by an errant golf ball or be the ONE PERSON who needs to pilot the ship to the sun while everyone gets away safely in their escape pods (tears on the ground for Capt. Kirk’s dad *sniff*)

You never know, man… you never know.

Christmas Eve, Eve