# Things you'll almost certainly never get to do.

**URL:** <https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929>\
**Category:** In My Humble Opinion\
**Created:** [June 5, 2008, 9:14pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929 "2008-06-05T21:14:31Z")\
**Posts on this page:** 13\
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**Author:** ![Lumpy](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/lumpy/32/446_2.png) [@Lumpy](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Lumpy)\
**Post date:** [June 5, 2008, 9:14pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/1 "2008-06-05T21:14:31Z")

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It is virtually certain that I will never, ever get to attend a Christmas orgy at the office.

Your choices?

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**Author:** ![Astroboy14](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/df705f/32.png) [@Astroboy14](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Astroboy14)\
**Post date:** [June 5, 2008, 11:06pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/2 "2008-06-05T23:06:40Z")

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Walk on the moon.

A three-way. ☹

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**Author:** ![KneadToKnow](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/kneadtoknow/32/3999_2.png) [@KneadToKnow](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/KneadToKnow)\
**Post date:** [June 5, 2008, 11:09pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/3 "2008-06-05T23:09:20Z")

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Emma Watson.

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**Author:** ![Autolycus](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/22d042/32.png) [@Autolycus](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Autolycus)\
**Post date:** [June 5, 2008, 11:28pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/4 "2008-06-05T23:28:48Z")

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Reon Kadena.

Be the President of the US.

Swim in an olympic-size swimming pool filled with chocolate syrup.

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**Author:** ![Count\_Blucher](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/c5a1d2/32.png) [@Count\_Blucher](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Count_Blucher)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 12:23am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/5 "2008-06-06T00:23:25Z")

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Win the Power-Ball.

Inherit billions.

Secure a fiscally viable American Dream for my children.

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**Author:** ![Sunspace](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/sunspace/32/1250_2.png) [@Sunspace](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Sunspace)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 12:27am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/6 "2008-06-06T00:27:25Z")

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Well, I _know_ I’ll never get to be President of the USA. I’m Canadian. 🙂

Other things I’ll never do:

Go on a date with Kathy S., Anna-Marie H. or Gabriella M.  
(Three women who were major interests during different phases of my life.)

Be a father.

Go to space.

Be rich.  
(I’ll qualify that one by saying that I mean ‘rich’ as in ‘I can spend 200 million dollars to buy a yacht and not even worry about the impact that purchase would have on my bank account’. I _am_ rich according to one definition: I have no debt. I am poor by another definition: I do not own a house.)

Be able to reliably recognise casual acquaintances and interpret body language.  
(Nothing I can do about that one; it’s the brain wiring.)

Own a house.  
(Just too much money.)

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**Author:** ![OtakuLoki](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/o/ac8455/32.png) [@OtakuLoki](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/OtakuLoki)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 12:35am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/7 "2008-06-06T00:35:28Z")

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Go into orbit.

Pilot a light-than-air craft. (preferably a rigid hulled LTA)

Dive on _Titanic_

Be an elected representative to the State Assembly.

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**Author:** ![Kolga](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/e56c9b/32.png) [@Kolga](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Kolga)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 12:41am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/8 "2008-06-06T00:41:45Z")

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Be elected to public office (I’m Wiccan).

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**Author:** ![Shagnasty](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/9dc877/32.png) [@Shagnasty](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Shagnasty)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 1:00am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/9 "2008-06-06T01:00:44Z")

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Join the 3rd reich and skip while everyone else is goosestepping.

Sleep with George W Bush while in drag.

Master Arabic and all of its variants back to the 3rd century.

Buy the Mona Lisa and donate it to a third tier school frat house.

Be the oldest person on earth and still be a world class limbo dancer.

Start an airline that specializes in random aerobatics.

Start fires by rapidly licking sticks with my tongue.

Do back handsprings so fast that I become a blur.

Suck a spaghetti noodle 100 hundred yards long into my mouth and then spit it out the same way to make delicate performance art.

Water ski behind the QEII.

Use a jet pack to make the winning score in a critical NFL game.

Get Hillary Clinton to sleep with me and make her moan like never before.

Knock over the rest of Stonehenge with a roundhouse kick.

Call Chuck Norris to make a fight and he just cries.

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**Author:** ![Savannah](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/b3f665/32.png) [@Savannah](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Savannah)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 3:05am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/10 "2008-06-06T03:05:30Z")

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Experience being a mother.

I don’t mean for that to sound melancholy; I never wanted to have children, and except for the rare instance of baby craving (rarer and rarer over the years) I’ve been perfectly fine with that decision.

But I wonder what it’s like to be pregnant, to know you’re creating another human being. What birth is like, what having a human being totally in love with you and utterly dependent on you, how much your life changes once you’re a mother, and that child is your legacy and your treasure.

Then I get over it.

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**Author:** ![melodyharmonius](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/melodyharmonius/32/21310_2.png) [@melodyharmonius](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/melodyharmonius)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 3:18am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/11 "2008-06-06T03:18:29Z")

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Be me again at like 13 and somehow keep everything I know and realize I had a lot more going for me than I understood.

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**Author:** ![Kevbo](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/e47774/32.png) [@Kevbo](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Kevbo)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 4:01am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/12 "2008-06-06T04:01:49Z")

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Drive a race car, or fly a formula one pylon racer. I’ve had a chance to drive the car, but couldn’t fit in the cockpit. Didn’t fit in the pylon racer either, but am not qualified to fly it if I had.

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**Author:** ![corkboard](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/e9bcb4/32.png) [@corkboard](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/corkboard)\
**Post date:** [June 6, 2008, 1:07pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/things-youll-almost-certainly-never-get-to-do/451929/13 "2008-06-06T13:07:38Z")

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Be a frontman for a rock band, for just one song, at an arena show.

Have a three-way with my high school girlfriend and her older sister.

Have a son.

Make my first million by 40 (I’m 41).

Introduce my daughters to my grandparents.

Take back that thing I said, for which I will forever live with guilt.
