I probably COULDN’T take out an armed band of international terrorists using only my wits and karate skills.
I may outlive my sex drive by twenty or thirty years.
The world is NOT a better place for my mere presence in it.
Even though I am godfather to one of my nieces, I still can’t order hits on people.
I’m feeling as good or better than I’ll ever feel again.
The dog I had when I was a kid probably thought I was a pain in the ass.
Lou Ferrigno will never play the Hulk again…
My modified South Beach diet, where I only eat protein, fats and carbohydrates, is actually just called “eating”.
By the time I’m able to create a robot duplicate of myself that I can send to work in my place, my bosses will have already replaced me with a robot. It probably won’t look like me.
Most of the celebrities that I like probably wouldn’t care much for me.