Inferno, your avatar is a chicken, clutching its head, because someone broke its egg. My avatar is mute, but makes deals with pirates to sell out her friends. And is a hair-puller.

Also I mow the yard, I fix cars, and I can dance backwards in 4-inch high heels.

I can disarm a 6'4" 220 lb. man coming at me with a knife (taught to me by my pregnant self-defense instructor.)

And I drive a stick shift.

How am I not manlier than you at this point?