Ride you to the desert island of diabeetus and shatter the tidal waves, go up to space and spank you so hard global warming becomes scared and goes to bother Venus, pilfer the lost staff of mount schuler, destroy the fabric of reality and paint a universe sized picture of fgt op, tear down the picture with your face and regret everything. Go back to earth and kill mitt Romney, create a butthole crater in Mexico again and finally you make me sandwich We have a long future ahead of us my friend