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My pick is Christopher Reeve.
I'd back up too....like 30-40 feet and get a running start then with all my might, wind up and deliver the swiftest kick of a lifetime. I think that'd be just what the doctor ordered to get rid of his pompous fuckin' arrogant "feel sorry for me, I'm crippled" attitude.
If any of you took this post seriously in the even the slightest way, please, for the sake of your own sanity, pound about three gallons of Jack Daniels and go grab a hooker. You need to lighten up. No one's that twisted....except maybe Orbax.
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