Tore off my own head and used it as a soccer ball. It makes for an amusing story.

I can show you fear in a handful of dust.

Not, I hope, any communicable diseases.

Apart from that I have a home business of converting pets into cyborgs. I do it a bit under the radar because technically you need a license. If you need to, say, install rocket launchers on your chihuahua or put bionic legs on your boa constrictor, though, you could do worse than contacting me.