Granted. The only emotion you ever feel is happiness of the highest degree. After a while the chemical reaction that causes joy in your brain constantly flooding you with such chemicals causes you to wear down on a basic cellular level and eventually die an agonizing death of chemicals rotting away important bits of you over the span of several weeks, barely able to eat or drink, and eventually giving in to dehydration due to not being able to drink enough. But hey, you lived a happy life, right?

I wish that my Dorven friends had the willpower to resist picking up socks at all opportunities, even burning !!SOCK!!s, despite the horribly painful fire-related consequences of this. (If you don't know what I'm talking about, ... well, it's complicated.)