The life and experiences of a community college philosophy teacher, department chair and former debate coach.
I should think being an otter would be an extreme height of karma. Sushi, all the time! Playing! Water!I would clearly be a dog. When I drive, I have an almost irresistable urge to roll down the window and loll my head out, hanging my tongue out one side, with my jowls flapping in the wind.
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