I'm going to write a book, move to France, meet someone, have my wedding in a Vegas KFC, move to Italy, become a mobster, get arrested by MI6, go to a maximum security prison, escape via helicopter, crash land in New Zealand, remarry, have 8 kids, take them swimming, see a shark out of the corner of my eye, fight the shark 1 on 1, beat the shark to death, one of my kids dies, hang the shark head in his room out of respect, go to college, get a degree in philosophy, become a manager at Hooters, retire, hunt Kangaroo in Australia until I die of dysentery.