The drug “Immortacin” (pronounced Immortacin) hit the market, and once more, the world became interesting to God.
Science had done it: A regimen of fifty “Morties” a day meant no more aging. No more death.
For Jimmy.
Jimmy only. For only Jimmy could afford Immortacin — he alone had reached the status of trillionaire. The world’s first “trill” had become the world’s first immortal.
“I want to thank my employee-customers,” said Jimmy from the Whitehouse, borrowing the president’s desk and camera crew for a shoutout. “Thank you, guys, for paying for more me!”
Immortacin’s arrival kicked off a new holiday, “Jimmy Is Forever Celebration Day,” which unveiled Mount Rushmore’s new sculpture: I Am That I Am Jimmy, a head designed to be a conglomeration of every image ever captured of Jimmy, from fetus to man.
At the end of the first Jimmy Is Forever Celebration Day, Jimmy revealed the national monument’s new name: