I'm gonna be that guy that clogs the toilet with whatever is available.
And then I'm going to complain about the temperature of my food.
My kids will be encouraged to throw whatever crap they can on the floor.
I will order elaborate drinks from the bar and then say they fucked it up and send it back.
And instead of a tip, I will leave an unscratched $1 lotto ticket.
Nobody is perfect. Well, one guy was but we killed him.