Both hands? Oh, I see. One to hold the tweezers, the other to hold the electron microscope.
I want this carved on my own gravestone, screw the rest of you.

I love myself too. Nightly. With both damn hands.
You know, this poem would look awesome on a gravestone. No kidding, it would.

Jiminy Christmas, dude! You are in love with yourself! GET A ROOM! :D