What will I grow up to be?

Sometimes when I'm pumping titanium (which is cool, because it's more futuristic than pumping iron), I imagine what I'm going to be when I grow up. I used to think I'd be a doctor, or an astronaut, but I think it's pretty obvious to anyone with a brain, that I'm not meant for that kind of life.

I mean, look at me. I need to be employed in a line of work that equals awesome hotness, AND badass.

So I'm thinking Batpanda would be a pretty reasonable choice.



Imagine Mom's face when I show up in my kickass Batpanda suit--she could honk all she likes but I'd just be like "whatever, mortal, I gotta go kick me some tail."

That would rock more than anything has ever rocked before.

Go me.