What Is The One Thing?

Alright I had this idea for a thread a while ago.

What is the one thing that you have always wanted to do, that the little voice in your head always wishes you would do, but that you have never mentioned to the world, or anyone around you?

Mine is to give into the RedNeck side of my heritige, and go back to Wyoming and call up the boys, go out to the desert where no one is around, and blow something up. I don't know why, I can't explain it at all. I don't want to see anything blow up and hurt someone, or anything blow up and cause any sort of damage to the world, I just want to blow something up simply for the joy of blowing it up, and for ol' time sakes...

Anyways how about you guys???

[Edited on Jan 05, 2006 by heresy200]

I think you meant to say "have deep and wonderful gay sex that the world will never condone because WE ARE COWBOYS."

I was waiting for that...

Didn't think it would be the first post though...

Who doesn't want to see things blow up in a harmless and fun and exciting fashion? There is no one I know of. Everybody loves explosions.

I don't know man.
Go to "portland indymedia" around the 4th of July, and you'll see a million rants from people that don't like watching things blow up in a harmless, and exciting fashion.

I think my desire comes from a lack of ability.

When I was a kid I could blow up whatever I wanted in the middle of nowhere.
Or I could shoot whatever gun I wanted in the middle of nowhere.
Or I could drive wherever I wanted as long as I had gas.

and so on.

Now that I'm outside of the sheephearder state, I find myself surrounded by so many people that I get pulled over when I don't use my blinker, or a cop comes to my house for lighting off a bottle rocket.

It sucks!!!

Thus,
the little voice in my head...

I secretly want to be a roller derby girl.

whoa! ..that's what I was gonna say ...crazy.

I want to shoot stuff with a gun. Or, better yet, a variety of guns. I want to shoot bottles and cans and targets and old cars and things, like midwesterners so often seem to do in American films. I've never seen a gun that wasn't attached to the belt of a police officer or stuck on the wall of a gun shop. I've certainly never held one. They look fun.

A killing spree always sounded fun but that little law against murder always gets in my way......stupid laws.

Abandon everything, get a menial job, a very small apartment, and spend the rest of my life trying to read an entire library.

Well I wanted to live on a few acres, build a treehouse and live without electricity or a phone or an address, eating sorrel and burdock root burgoo, and what do you know: I'm half-way there.

In the meantime, I've got it in my head that I'm going to sit in Pioneer Courthouse Square in Portland for a couple days with a sign that says "Please tell me a story" so I suppose I'll give in pretty soon and do it. I only survived last year thanks to a homeless girl that sat in the Square every moment it was open, everyone called her god, and she may have been the most serene and gentle person I've ever met. I think she'd appreciate me being there, wherever she is (she just disappeared one day)

I used to want to blow things up and shoot stuff with a gun, travel Europe, swim in a cave, blah blah blah but I've done that already too-- on to bigger and better things. I found a list I wrote when I was a kid of stuff I wanted to do before I die, and most of the things I've already done.. Hopefully that doesn't mean I'll die soon.

Daring daylight robbery

You should go to this instead:

http://machinegunshoot.com/

I want to fuck a midget, but that's not really a secret.

i've always wanted to save up a few thousand dollars and just up and dissapear, not tell anyone where i was going and just go. drive all around the country and work jobs wherever i went, just enough to move on to the next place. then i'd come back 4 or 5 years later. pretty sure it'll never happen, but i think about it alot.

fuck a chick while wearing my Jason mask...and her not thinking it's weird....either that or get a job that has the least amount of responsibilities possible...

I've never been able to successfully headbutt myself in the testicles. I've come close, but even trying once gives me wicked whiplash and I have to wait a week between attempts.

Frontside inverts like Neil Blender

Fireworks. You just need some fireworks.

move to the bayou of louisiana and live the rest of my days knitting in a rocking chair while barefoot.

i know it totally sounds like a joke, but it's not.

Wow,
you win the award for the most random, where did you come up with this fantasy, or is it kind of a joke you want to carry out?

I've seen it in a porno once, and I think the guy was wearing a pirate hat too, which made it even better.

how I could just kill a man...

Except me. Too loud, man.