Because all fabulous old hags explode eventually...
Granted, but you randomly switch between owl form and human form in public. No one can accept you for who you are, and every time you transform, everyone throws bricks and flings faeces at you.
I wish that I didn't have to sleep. There's so much other stuff I could be doing.
you're from game of thrones and you die in the next episode called "Princess Lelaa gets owned by some murderer guy who has no relevance to the story.")
I wish waffle irons are actually now clothes irons. Cant make waffles anymore! MWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!