| What ever the damn person wants me to do except cut of my own limbs.
Gay sex, Yup
Walk through the Middle East with an American Flag on my forehead and the word "Pig F*cking Infidel" tattooed on my chest. Yup
Hell... sell my guns. Yup. Why? Because I can buy them back and get a hell of a lot more.
Eat a pound of horse crap. You bet your ass.
Pretty much everything... it's a Billion Dollars. |