When I'm an insanely wealth Bond-villain type figure, this is all that will happen on my private island with its attack subs and eternal satellite-foiling cloud cover. The secret agent sent to neutralize me will scratch his head and leave in a funk, wondering what the point of his entire life has been.
3 years of high school marching band. We took home quite a few first place trophies in various competitions. But never once did we do anything quite this cool.