I would walk around with a magic mushroom growing out of my head, to display that "Yes, I am selling magic mushrooms for 50 each!"
Then I would eat some magic pies to go to a special dream-like world.
Oh, and FINALLY kill all the zombies wandering around town by luring them into a tent with some fly honey.... But I would probaby just burn the tent.
Ride around in a van with a jazz band and scare the crap out of ghosts!
Then relax here:

I describe myself as a little dose of toxic masculinity.







