So, people, how do you like all the depressing bummed out things the Heir has been saying about the future so far?  Well, hopefully it's all unwarranted, and as per the Bachelor, we can all go back to having fun with the four pillars once we solve our problems.  The important thing is for us to want to solve those problems, specifically for getting back to those fun things.  The Heir imagines Schumer or Menendez laying all those vague verbal accolades on him if he as America's Hobbit slays the great demons menacing that other beach, but in his raspy voice, he'll say, thanks, but just give me a grape soda, and join us all at Barbecue Spice Kitchen.  Where else? And this story will continue.