I really don't want to become an adult. I'd give at least one testicle to be 10 again and have no worries other than how to shuffle my saved games on a PS2 memory card.
You can come to the garden state and live with me if you get desperate. Though, judging from your past comments, you'd probably rather s*** in a cardboard box and call it home than come to New Jersey.
Exhibiting such class and leadership by not volunteering to move off shortstop for the better player in 2004 and not bothering to defend A-Rod during his mid 2000's playoff struggles.