You go back into the basement and get out your brother Stephen's tool box.

    You pile together all the crap that you think might be useful in creating your new ass: nuts, bolts, screws, glue, gears, circuitry from some old appliances, fuses, lights, a battery pack -- tha kind of thing.

    And then you set about your work.

    Finally, after hours of painstaking craftmanship, your project is complete.

    What will you do with your new bionic ass?


    Impress Katie.

    Fight crime.

    Pass gas for nearly unlimited amounts of time.