I pray the Lord my soul to miss. If I should die before I'm through, Then I won't need to take a poo. Like all good things in life, I am an acquired taste. I can say this. I just did.
Some folks call it difficult or rambunctious.
In my new bravery, I can tell my story. It's glamorous, like the way boot camp is. Heroes get to be virile and rude and always get to stay renegades. Heroines have to be sexy and use their charm and usually end up housewives or courtesans despite it all, as if the logical conclusion to an otherwise wild ride. I'd rather be a hero, kick ass with no apologies, show up smelly and get all the chicks anyway.