My next life
In my next life I want to be a sea otter. It seems like such a nice life, just playing in the sea. I'd even be willing to learn how to open my eyes under water for that. Hunting for clams and other eatables... not too shabby.
As it is it's got to be better than my current job. I feel like I might explode from frustration, sending half digested mall pizza flying everywhere.