Just keep driving aimlessly around, searching for the mysterious Lost Street of the Damned. Navigate by the seat of your pants like the great Lewis and Clark explorers of old. It's all about who's out in front.
Opinions are like whiskers.
You're not an adult male without them. Just divebomb through all 51 channels, evading commercials like flak, in the never-ending search for a suitable landing spot. It's unmanly to get down on the floor, so just slop the towel around with your feet. Never pay one of your buddies a compliment. He'll instinctively get the message that this means you value his friendship.