In this life I'm a woman.
In my next life, I'd like to come back as a bear.
When you're a bear, you get to 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 partially 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.
Yup. . . gonna be a bear
