Climb Mount Everest. Starting at the Challenger Deep.
Skydiving. From the Space Shuttle. (I mean literally skydiving!)
B**ch-slap a kodiak bear.
Hanglide and parachute and parasail. All the flying stuff.
I’d look at an eclipse of the sun with my naked eyeballs! I always wondered if what would happen if I peeked.
What, no one would start smoking?
Nah. Now that I’m 4.5 years beyond it, I feel nothing but horror at how I used to smell and feel. I’m stunned by how offensive it is to be near a smoker. Infinitely grateful that I’m not one anymore, and not only don’t stink, but also don’t have my life dictated by my need to take in my drug.
I was actually thinking about the person who said they would go to Afghanistan and look for terrorists. Why bother with terrorists when there are all those poppies around?
I’d be one hell of a suicide bomber. 