Your stupid boyfriend rings you up to tell you he's actually a parasitic space alien. You get a funny feeling and turn around, and then you see him standing right behind you. He eats your head.
I wish I had the ability to fly unaided by anything foreign to my body biological, mechanical, or magical, with the innate ability to control every aspect of my flight, and without significant expenditure of energy.
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-James
"How do you know if you're happy or sad without a mask? Or angry? Or ready for dessert?"