What would you like to be in your next incarnation?

Ah, a highwayman. Along the coach roads I would ride, with sword and pistol by my side. Many a young maid'd lose her baubles to my trade, many a soldier'd shed his lifeblood on my blade and the bastards'd hang me in the spring of twenty-five... But I would still be alive...
 
A dumb blonde. They have life easy, man.
Or a cat. Equally easy, I suppose. Except when you share a home with a baby. In both cases.
 
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