When I was a kid, when I was a little boy, I always wanted to be a
dinosaur, I wanted to be a Tyrannosaurus Rex more than anything in the
world, I made my arms short and I roamed the back yard, I chased the
neighborhood cats, I growled and I roared, everybody knew me and was
afraid of me, and one day my dad said "Bobby you are 17, it’s time to
throw childish things aside" and I said "OK Pop", but he didn't really
say that he said that "Stop being a fucking dinosaur and get a job".
but seriously, i really wanted to be a pilot, but i realized i was too stupid to fly planes
then i wanted to be a history teacher, and my mom flipped a shit, and said that was the most worthless fucking idea shed ever heard
haha, and these days i just wanna do odd jobs and live in a resort town and shred every day until i die... apparently that's not a profession though.....