bipedialmammal

If I stood by the side of a road, and waved to each face, as it turned to look, out of the window, of each passing vehicle, every day, for five years, come rain or shine, would they think me a fool, or realize, I do it because I can.

I am who I am because I choose to be. You are who you are because you want to be. The difference is obvious. While I am a great and magnificent beast, you are merely one draped in fur.