I'd like to meet:
God. I understand he's kinda busy at the moment, what with the world being in the state that it is...and I'm further told that I have to take the Big Dirt Nap before I can gain direct access. First, I'm not that keen on going just yet, even if my supposed best friend, Needle Beak, says I'm way past my freshness date. Secondly, and also according the Bird Billed One, I am headed straight for that big, bubbling hot tub in the basement region. Doing that long walk off a short pier into deep bubbles thang, I guess. Boiling oil, anyone? Can you guys make it Olive Oil? I'm on the Atkins Diet. Thanks in advance. Looks like I'm gonna be Fondue.I'd also like to meet Mahatma Ghandi, but, alas, he's not around either. For that matter, neither is Einstein, or any of the really great minds of the last century.Last, but certainly not least, I'd really, really like to meet Britney Spears. Just for purely scientific reasons, of course....I will have to remember to bring my microscope and tweezers, for when I pick her "brain", or lack thereof. It never ceases to amaze me who the general public looks up to. Considering the incumbent in the White House, and how far HE got...I shouldn't be too surprised, huh? I think Brit should run on the Pop Tart Platform, and become the first female President. The title of Head Slut was already taken with the previous administration, so, first female it is.
Now THIS is who I really wanna meet. Betsy Ross.