Sunday, May 5, 2013

You Decide Not to Fish

You turn around and hurry back to the cave. The bears are lined up, a few wearing bibs that they must've had in their pockets, though you can't remember them wearing clothes, waiting.

"Where's the grub?" snorts the biggest bear angrily.

You explain the situation and the bear growls.

"You expect me to hunt? On an empty stomach!" she smiles hungrily. "You are looking good to me. . ."

For future reference, when a bear says you are looking good to her, she isn't flirting.

You are on the menu again.

The End

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