(Thanks Rob.)
The ability to shoot a bullet all the way around a circular room.
(Thanks Angelina.)
To be a professional wrestler named Firecrotch and enter to, "Do You Wanna Touch Me?" by Joan Jett. I would be segued into the hall of fame for my Trailer Trash Three-Quarter Nelson, but forced to retire after talking too much smack to Wolf from American Gladiators.
(Thank you, Rouch Justice.)
Tsk.. tsk... tsk
More time and money spent on things and training that aren't food or lodging. Silly, silly girl.
Well, I do declare! That pretty redheaded homeless girl keeps lots of video games, amazing weapons and stormtrooper shoes in her cardboard box. I hear she'll let you wear them if you buy her some cereal or fruit snacks. Scandalous!
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