I-Town Represent.
I'd like to come back as a polar bear. I probably wouldn't eat you. Unless you tried to mess with my peoples, or hunt one of my cubs, or steal my iPod. Then I'd bite into you like the first bite into the burger of a fast food commercial. Except I wouldn't look as stoked as those people do. I wouldn't want to but it'd be a principal thing, you know? I would surround myself with highly educated eskimos. I would run extremely exclusive late night clubs. I would rock mad ice. I would become a legend in the underground scene but the mainstream bears would never even know my name, or how to spell it correctly. My name wouldn't be Disashi but it'd still be hard for other bears to pronounce correctly. I would eat a lot of fish. I would drink a lot of tea and keep warm. I would dare to dream about moving to places like Australia or Japan, but I'd never do it. I'd never even see those places. I would rent a lot of romantic comedies. My bear buddies would clown me real hard because of it. I'd laugh with them. I would struggle with chopsticks. I would take singing lessons but never have the patience for an instrument. I would feel every second of my polar existence, bad or good. I wouldn't be scared of nothin', except maybe water. But I'd get over it with help from one of my good eskimo friends. I would make HUGE bears out of snow when I was bored. They'd be wearing sunglasses and the other bears would think that was really funny. I would open a massage parlor for all my neighbors. My neighborhood would be really chill 'cause massages would be free once a month. Bears from all around would hear about it and move to the neighborhood just to feel a little peace of mind. I would chill out by my fireplace with my lady bear and my cubs. I would always be myself. Even as a bear I would eat a ton of food. I would be really free. But my cable bill wouldn't be. Especially 'cause I'd watch movies on demand on a regular basis. I would make my cubs polar pumpkin pie. My conscience would be clear. I would usually make the right decision. I would decline money to star in holiday season Coca-Cola commercials but I wouldn't hate on my bear buddies for doin' it. Make that money bear buddies, just as long as you're happy. I'd rock out hard at karaoke but I'd go home when I was tired. I would take it all a step at a time. Then before my final step I'd look back at all my paw prints in the snow. I'd see the faces of each of my bear buddies and cubs and lady bear and eskimo friends in every paw print. Then I'd tell them thank you.
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