We all have our “bucket lists.” The list of things we’d like to do before we kick the bucket. As I get older I find my bucket list is getting shorter and shorter, but the list of things I never want to do or ever do again is growing by the day. Here are some of the things I never want to do before I finally bite the dust, buy the farm, cash in my chips, or go belly up.

I’ll never …

        ever piss on an electric fence again

        deliver another Omaha World Herald at 5 a.m. in a snow storm

        watch Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: The Movie again

        get another tetanus shot

        read War and Peace, Vanity Fair, or Don Quixote

        wear a clip-on necktie again, no matter how cool I think I look

        watch or read anything about Bruce/Caitlyn Jenner ever again

        struggle with a “use other door” door

        fire another rocket at a moving tank with a 3.5-inch Rocket Launcher

        go through life with one testicle like Hitler and Napoleon

        earn another merit badge

        speak to anyone in India about anything

        add Mariah Carey to my friends list on Facebook

        have another wisdom tooth pulled

        waste any more time fantasizing how I’ll spend my Powerball winnings

        go to a Kanye West concert

        remember the names of Cinderella’s evil stepsisters (Anastasia and Drizella)

        do another 12 midnight to 4 a.m. guard-duty shift

        smell an egg-salad sandwich im my high school locker again

        test to see if something marked “Wet Paint” is dry yet

        go skinny-dipping in another irrigation ditch

        sit nervously in the principal’s office

        ask Donald Trump his opinion on anything

        put on another set of snow chains along the roadside ever again

        get another serious sunburn

        raise my hand when I have to pee

        fire a flame thrower into the wind again

        fret while waiting for test results to come back

        quit wondering what happened to my baseball card collection

        mess with chiggers, skunks, or poison ivy ever again

        listen to or watch another radio or TV evangelist

        carry a 6-inch slide rule in my pocket protector again

        or ever wear another pocket protector

        trim my lawn with a old squeeze-type, hand edger

        eat C-rations packed in 1943 again

        patch another bicycle tube with a hot patch

        apply for membership in the David Hasselhoff fan club (yep, he has one)

        solve another quadratic equation

        wait in line for tickets to see Wayne Newton

        snore through another Republican presidential debate

        smoke another Lucky Strike or Philip Morris ever again

        forget to take my “gym clothes” home to be washed again

        drink all that awful stuff in preparation for another colonoscopy

        burn my lips on an aluminum canteen cup again

        eat days-old oysters

        care what Dr. Phil thinks about anything

        use pomade to keep my ducktail slicked down

        answer the question – “Do these pants make my butt look big?”

        listen to another Barry Manilow song

        call a number scratched on a men’s room wall

        utter, “Hold my beer, and watch this,” to anyone ever again

        loose the key to my clamp-on roller skates again

        sit through another minute of the Ice Capades

        peel or lay rubber on purpose again

        board a small toiletless commuter plane after drinking five beers

        read another issue of The Watchtower

        wave a “Maggie’s drawers” on a rifle range ever again

        figure out how to tie a Killick Hitch

        remember why I ever wanted to be Keeping Up with the Kardashians

        catch my foreskin in a zipper ever again

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