I am a yak. I was born a yak. I will die a yak.
I live every single day of my life as a yak- with the exception of when the moon is full. On these occasions I metamorphose into a cuddly white rabbit with unending bloodlust, capable of fending off several opponents at once.
...ok just kidding. I'm actually a lion, for reals yo.
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I don't know about other people, but when I wake up in the morning and put my shoes on, I think, "Jesus Christ, now what?"
-C. Bukowski