They don't let you out of the room if you do that one. Plus the annoying little buggers are cute. And then there's the inevitable.... you're fucking getting old. In your 20s you tend to be pretty stupid and learn from that. In your 30s your at the top of your game. I'm your 40s you realize how valuable time is and that you're running out of it. I assume there's some more wisdom to be had between here and 6 feet under. Actually I'm choosing cremation. I want to be a vanilla creme. Why don't they just call it burning of the bodies? They gotta call it cremation because it sounds like ice cream like that. But yeah, when you die you don't take anything with you. So without kids to sell your shit and ruin everything, what's the point? Right?