If I could, I'd hop onto a sailboat and get far far away from the land of grocery shopping for pumpkin pie supplies and sparkling cider. Just wake me when the turkey's ready and I won't have to hurt anyone.
Man, if I've got a bowl of noodles, you could plunk me on a cloud surrounded by stars with faces and even balance a little yellow baby thing on my head and I probably wouldn't notice. I love noodles that much. Just as long as you keep them coming.