I'm thinking that unicorns, stars, and miniature ponies would hurt.
I'm also thinking about my orientation. Why is it that, for the years I felt nothing, I didn't like labels, but as soon as I am attracted to a guy and figure out that there are gay guys in metal, I want to call myself gay? I'm not even strictly gay.
I think I've been talking about this too much and I need to reign it in.