Oh, What A Mighty Bear.

You could call it a party ANIMAL.

Much obliged.

I found that picture by searching “party bear.” If you search “bear party,” you get something you probably won’t like. At all. Needless to say, it was unpleasant.

And I just wanted to see a bunch of Grizzlies grouping under a disco ball. There’s a fog machine, too.

That thing ate those hot dogs like they were human beings or something. I also enjoy midgets (uh-oh) vs. elephant at the end there.

This is the story of a man named Fred

who came across a sight ever so rare:

A great Alaskan bear eating rye bread

“This creature,” he spoke, “is quite a fair bear.”

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The animal, Fred tried to make his friend,

But it growled and roared, mightily; loudly.

Fred couldn’t take a hint; eaten. The end.

In celebration, the bear danced proudly.

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I’m just gonna finish up this sonnet.

I’d like a bear to do guitar solos.

If one chooses, it can wear a bonnet.

Chocolate and caramel make up Rolos.

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Bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears.

Bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears.

Bottom line: Bears are awesome.

I use this picture a lot.

From here.

Coming Next: God.