So Brandy was just, like, chillin in a bowl of 2400 year old Chinese bone soup (nom nom nom *sluuuuuurp* - o wait wut'z this? Hmm. Looks an awful like Amelia Earhart's newly discovered finger bone... Mmmmmmm, hiiissstoorrryyyyyyyy's myyysssttteeerriiiieeesss in mah belleh.) when some kids at a party offered her a salvia-filled bong. She immediately started to trip and thought the asteroid she was zooming by, 2002 VE68 who'z all chillaxin with Venus, totally looked like her boyfriend. She was all like "OMFG DID SOMEONE INVITE AN IMITATION OF MY BOYFRIEND?!" when she realized she was way too far for the asteroid to hear, cuz she was akshully on fucking Voyager 1 at the edge of the fucking solar system. So there's really nothing left for her to do but remember that one time some crazy ass white dude looked deep into her eyes with a magnifying glass and freaked out about someone having written secrets in them. "Whatever, brah, wroooooong Mona Lisa" she thought. BAM, RELEVANCE.
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