i've always imagined myself as a "ronnieskin rug"...a trophy of a huntress that places me on the floor right before her big old easy chair,just like a bearskin rug...everything is flat except for my head!...and just like a bearskin rug she has the taxdermist place a big nasty snarel upon my face...perhaps as an area rug beneath her furniture and coffee table...or even tacked to a wall for an interesting conversation piece...very interesting...an area rug shaped like a flattened out man...my aspirations though are to be skinned, my hide tanned and used for women's enjoyment in footwear