Answering Questions with PT: Sixteen
Orange: If you could change one event in the course of human world history, what would it be?
I know what most people would say, stop the holocaust. I agree, don’t get me wrong, saving the 10 million Jews that got slaughtered is something I would totally be up for on a weekend. But you know what, I have to go with my gut, and my gut is telling me to save Atlantis. That place must have been like Disney World on crack man! I know, I know, it may not have existed, and yes, yes, it may not fall into the category of history, but hey, what ever Plato’s said goes. He wrote about a lost civilization, and what about that road we found eh? I mean, come on, this thing was a continent! You could sail off the coast of North Carolina for half a day and reach this “island” and then like an eight hour drive later and another half a day of sailing you’d be in South America! I mean, if I could go back and stop this place from sinking into the Atlantic then it would be worth it. Just think, they’re may be Atlantean mummies under the surface of the earth that are older than the Egyptians! Okay, so save Atlantis on Saturday, the Jews on Sunday, the day of our lord.
Purple: What muscle would you flex if you wanted to intimidate somebody?
I would flex my Great Adductor. Cause it’s great.
Blue: What luxury would you like to enjoy just once?
I would love to know the luxury of being a train conductor. All day long, not worrying about a thing, just walking around, making sure everyone has their tickets and constantly looking at my pocket watch. I’d talk with hobos at night about where they’ve been and who they’ve met. I’d come into town waving at passersby. I’d kick people off who offended women. Ah, yes, luxury at it’s finest.
Yellow: When was your most gratifying moment?
A couple of years back I ran over a dog, and to my surprise it was A: Alive and B: A golden retriever, my favorite breed (tasty). I knew not to move him, but it looked like it was maybe his two back legs that were broken. He had a collar and everything, but it was midnight for crying out loud. I wasn’t gonna leave him there and I wasn’t gonna knock on doors all night. So I put him in my car and drove him to the Emergency vet in Durham and they notified the owners. I left feeling good, like God put that dog there so I could break its legs to make me feel better. Haha, god, dog. Get it?
