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I think I should want to be a bear, to wear a suit of fur and possess teeth like fine ivory specimens.

I would not be the sort of low class bear that roars and bites of people’s faces. I would be a bear of utmost politesse. A gentleman’s bear, who carefully sorts through campers’ cars saying, Oh pardon me, don’t worry. Just looking for snacks, I’m on my way out. I appreciate the hospitality and the beef jerky.

I would go to college for a degree In Ursine Studies and I would hang my diploma in my tasteful bear cave, where my classy bear friends will eat hors d'oeuvres and talk about Art.

Or, I don’t know, maybe I’ll go into Dance.