I've given up.
Every time I tell you lot about one of my adventures or inventions you call me a liar, and then subject me to a completely unwarranted barrage of hatred and bile. It's not my fault you don't have a fucking fighter jet, aren't a doctor and can't cure major diseases in your spare time, for fuck's sakes! Man up and TRY. I wasn't always the debonaire, all-action alpha male I am today, it took WORK.
(Edmund has no idea what you mean, Tue 28 Jul 2009, 13:24, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Second life

doesn't count
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Tue 28 Jul 2009, 13:29, Reply)

Ah Ha
I actually can cure every major illness in the world. It's really simple.
(Herr Doktor Lemminge Is bored, so cheer me up!, Tue 28 Jul 2009, 13:30, Reply)

Does this involve you injecting people

with your special medicine?
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Tue 28 Jul 2009, 13:30, Reply)

Yes
But the special medicine is a closely guarded secret. In fact it's guarded by a whole flight of Tornado pilots and a small child from Barry.
(Herr Doktor Lemminge Is bored, so cheer me up!, Tue 28 Jul 2009, 13:37, Reply)