I eat most kinds of wax, but not cinnamon-scented.
Yes, I really go out in public dressed this way. Wearing these exact slacks, in fact.
My dad was a spy for the CIA. Senior Accounting Manager at Applied Synthetics was his cover job.
I am fully vested. Everywhere.
I have ultrafine control over my pheromones.
No one makes toast as good as me.
I do better on high-octane fuel.
I only walk on sacred ground, but only because I sanctify the ground I walk on.
I became sexually precocious at what a tortoise would consider to be a young age.
I’m not fully vegetarian, but I don’t eat anything with a diploma.
I was the 240,087th Beatle.
I make a mean pancake, probably because I don’t like acting like a pancake.
My biological clock has a snooze feature.
The tides fluctuate with my weight, but I’m working on trying to fix that.
I am the player to be named later.