"Boys, pack your bags!" Pauly D said the next day to his fellow Iron Titan bandmates. "I made some calls, sent out some demos, AND BOOKED US A TOUR!"
"Meh," was Mel, Goth Boy, Chaz, Travis, and Buddy's only response.
"Come on!" Pauly exclaimed. "Don't you wanna play for thousands of screaming fans?"
"Bitch, what do you think I'm doing right now?" asked lead singer Mel the Mummy, who was sitting in front of the TV playing a Guitar Hero-esque game. "I just played in Paris for thousands of Parisians. Now I'm playing in Zurich for thousands of Zu…Zuris…y'know, people who live in Zurich."
"The hell happened to you guys?" Pauly asked. "All you do is sleep, fart, and lay around the house! You're like my aunt Sylvia's dog…or my aunt Sylvia! I mean, when'd you get so damn lazy?"
"We have NOT gotten lazy, okay?!" Mel said, shooting Pauly a look. "Now just imagine I'm storming out of the room; I don't have the energy…"
"But we should be out on the road, living the wild rocker life!" Pauly exclaimed, moving over to the couch where drummer Buddy was sitting. "Ain't nothing WILD about my living room."
"Dude, I have a blanket with SLEEVES," Buddy said, looking up at Pauly. "What part of THAT doesn't scream WILD?"
"Going on tour sounds awesome!" said backup guitarist Travis Scott, who was at the coffee table with bassist Goth Boy and fellow backup guitarist Chaz McFreely.
"Yeah, all me, Chaz, and Travis gotta do is finish our juice can pyramid, and you can count us in," Goth Boy added.
Chaz reached up to place another can when the pyramid started falling, Chaz yelling as he came down with it, to the point where he was laying on top of the table, which earned chuckles and laughs from the other guys.
Chaz turned to Goth Boy and Travis and said, "Boys, our next couple of weeks just got REAL busy."
"Look, we're GOING on tour!" Pauly exclaimed. "I called 50 fucking arenas from Cali to New York." Hearing this, the guys stopped what they were doing and stood up.
"Hold up, we're playing 50 arenas across the country?" Mel asked.
"Nope, we're playing three small clubs across southern California," Pauly said, smiling under his bandages.
"Doesn't matter where we play," Mel said. "ANYWHERE Iron Titan plays is PURE AWESOME!"
"TO THE BAND VAN!" the guys shouted, and they began to run towards the front door.
"Guys!" Pauly called out.
"What?"
"The tour's not till next weekend."
"To the band couch!"
The guys ran back over to the couch, some of them falling over it, while Pauly D rolled his eyes, unable to help but smile a bit under his bandages.