Seriously, like Peter Pan, I would love to stay forever young (not to be confused with the song "Forever Young" by Alphaville). Like Superman, I would enjoy flying around town all day faster than a speeding bullet with Lois Lane (not ever to be confused with "Hi and Lois".
It looks like there are a few ways this fantasy could go wrong. I've got to be real specific when I tell that ass-hole genie what I want (he already fucked up the 16 inch dick I ordered [chode anyone?]). With my luck, I will end up as a lame 80's pop song flying around faster than a speeding bullet with a pen and ink dog.
The dogs are howling.
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