Why a hobbit? I could be an amazing elf, a dwarf, or even a regular human (which I already am, which defeats the purpose, somewhat). But a hobbit is the ultimate way to go.
I can eat multiple meals all day long and smoke my pipe when I am full and happy.
I wouldn't have to be ashamed of my hairy feet (I totally don't have hairy feet. But if I did, I wouldn't be ashamed of them).
I would be around half as tall as I am now. I have never really had a chance to feel like what it would be like to be short, and it would be nice to see both sides of the coin, if you will. Besides, it would be nice to have tall people do stuff for me, for a chance, instead of the other way around.
I could eat as often as I want, and it would be relatively normal.
I would live in a sweet-ass hobbit hole, which would be worth it just for that.
I could eat cake and drink tea all day.
I like to think I would make an adorable hobbit.
And above all, I would love to be able to eat up to six meals a day, if I could.
Being a hobbit would be an ultimate dream come true.
(PS-Will somebody please feed me?)
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