You want to go skydiving but you won't get on the plane

So many planes... so many destinations...

My body composition is 60% Titos vodka, 20% burrito, 10% toast, 5% chick-fil-a, and 5% water. Today spells trouble.

Will be nice when my nights don't end as I'm trying to get past a guard gate

Something that will end the worst of dinners in a positive light...

I do not kill with my gun.
I kill with my heart.

Burn or roast- either are equal possibilities