The Blackangel

While I'm the most misanthropic bitch you'll ever find and truly don't care about human life, there is an exception to every rule. My moral compass will not allow a child to ever be harmed. I would take out the three baby killers in ways that would make even the children's parents say "Lay off, he's had enough". I may turn one (or all) of them into a conscious vegetable, but I would probably lose control and kill them.

I don't give the slightest bit of a shit what people think of me, so I would take being rich. For example the majority of people here don't like me, but instead tolerate me and I'm indifferent to that. So why not take the money?

Dry ice is frozen carbon dioxide. It would kill anything that was burning.

The only island I haven't been to is Cuba. I've been to every other island in the Caribbean.

I've beaten the shit out of a lot of people, and enjoyed it every time. But when it comes to that, there's something I have always said. I don't box, I fight. If that's confusing to anyone, it means that I don't just stand there throwing punches. I'll stab your ass. I'll crack you in the head with a hammer. I'll run your ass down with my truck then throw you in a pond. There are no rules in a fight. Anything goes. As for pain tolerance, mine is too high. I've taken some injuries and not felt them. Some that should have been lethal. I've been shot, stabbed, and jumped from behind by 4 cowards. They all knew they couldn't take me on from in front. So they came at me from behind me. One of them is dead, but unfortunately it wasn't by my hand. The other 3 I'm still looking for. I heard 2 of them are in prison. So I'm trying to find out where.

I never gained weight. I stayed at about 170 for years. I actually lost 30 pounds in boot camp. I didn't start gaining weight until I got older.

I've been wanting a human skull for a long time, but they're so damn expensive, that unless I save up for a couple years at least I couldn't afford one.

The ones that I currently have on more than one system (that I can remember) are as follows: RDR2 Skyrim Assassins Creed (multiple entries) FF7 FF8 Zelda Links Awakening South Park The Fractured But Whole Street Fighter 2 Witcher 3

AOE 1,2,3 Diablo II

Fire. I can sit and watch it dance all night and all day. Ice just sits there, doing nothing. Temperature wise, being with/around ice is more comfortable, but fire is much more mesmerizing.

Yes I do. It's a little bunny rabbit. I named him Sleepy Bunny when I was a young toddler. It's the one possession that I would run into a burning building to save.

I'm game for my own biscuits and gravy with a side of bacon, or my own style of tacos anytime.

It would have to be one of my collections, but I just can't decide which one. I have 4 that I can think of it would be: Video games Skulls Zippos Johnny Depp With video games, I have an enormous collection, which includes some extremely rare games and game sets as well. With the skulls, I have some that are severely expensive and almost impossible to get your hands on if you don't have the right connections. The same goes for the Zippos. I have some really rare ones as well. With Johnny Depp, I have almost everything he has ever done, including some movies that were only released outside North America. I also have a lot of his more obscure works.

Just about any island in the Caribbean. I would stay away from Grand Cayman just because of how damn hot it gets there. Jamaica and St. Martin were a couple of my favorites. Especially Jamaica.

Touch. I don't feel much physically anyway due to having a dangerously high pain tolerance. And considering how much I love food, I would be in hell if I couldn't taste my favorite foods.

Cremated. I just can't stand the idea of being locked in a box, dropped in a hole, and having 6' of rocks and dirt piled on top of me. I'm also claustrophobic, so that doesn't help. Add in a childhood irrational fear that has always stuck with me, that just makes it even worse. So roast my ass.

My farts are the kind that could rip the stitching out of Levis. But my breath could knock a maggot off a meat wagon. That one's a medical issue though. So I would honestly prefer my breath to always be minty fresh.

I've never had the upper body strength to do much with a punch. So I would tend to use something like a piece of brick or a hammer. However I'm extremely skilled with manipulation. I can talk my way into and out of anything. I've done it more times than I can count.

Infinite knowledge. There are two main reasons. 1) The pursuit of knowledge is more valuable than anything else. If I can learn, I'm all in. 2) I hate Lamborghini's. If it was a Ferrari on the other hand, then I would be tempted. But my answer would still be the same.

My girl has both TLOU and TLOU2. She said she would happily play through them again and do it for me. So once she has done that, I'm going to give it a shot. Hopefully it works out well.

When I was a teenager, if you saw me, there was food in one hand and a soda in the other. I was growing so much and so fast that my body needed the fuel. We couldn't keep food in the house because I would eat it all. I spend a lot of time in the garden eating what we had out there. If nothing else was available, I would often eat dry macaroni. I was always eating. I could easily finish off 2 large deep dish meat lovers pizzas, a dozen hot wings all by myself, and still be hungry. I was a bottomless pit. Now I can eat 2-3 slices an I'm full for the rest of the damn day. But nothing beats a home cooked meal, healthy or not.

I learned to cook from my grandmother, and I'm a great cook. But I despise doing it. I just want to eat. These days my idea of cooking is a frozen pizza, or anything that can go in the microwave or toaster.

I might be able to tolerate the slow. My computer and phone often run slower than hell as it is, so I could probably tolerate it.

I know. It drives not only others crazy, but me as well, because all too often I tend to make a complete ass of myself. I can start off talking about pizza, and end up on a rant about nazis. I'm trying to get it under control, but not having much luck yet.