In my next life I'd like to come back as a bear.
When you're a bear, you hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months.
I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid.
I could deal with that too.
When you're a girl bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake to partly grown, cute cuddly cubs.
I could definitely deal with that.
If you're a mama bear everyone knows you mean business.
You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.
I could deal with that.
If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling.
He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.
Yep, gonna be a bear!
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