I think you misunderstand the context. This is the tale of a burgeoning young telepath who is communicating with the bear. Soon they will spread and conquer.
Naw...he is going to chew her until there is nothing but bleached bones left. I have a feel for these things. Your dealings in the cartoon animal world have made you soft my friend. But you hold onto that sweetness. We will need some tenderhearts when the apocalypse begins.
Yeah, when you've seen enough idiot tourists sending their kids down into a ditch by the side of the highway to get a picture of them with the "cute little raccoons... what... bear cubs? Whatever!" You get a feel for these things.
When we would go on vacations between Alberta and BC the Bears and Mountain goats would come right up to the cars to be fed. I swore I once saw one with a tie and pork pie hat.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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I think you misunderstand the context. This is the tale of a burgeoning young telepath who is communicating with the bear. Soon they will spread and conquer.
Naw...he is going to chew her until there is nothing but bleached bones left. I have a feel for these things. Your dealings in the cartoon animal world have made you soft my friend. But you hold onto that sweetness. We will need some tenderhearts when the apocalypse begins.
Yeah, when you've seen enough idiot tourists sending their kids down into a ditch by the side of the highway to get a picture of them with the "cute little raccoons... what... bear cubs? Whatever!" You get a feel for these things.
I'm still going with telepath on this one. She has that look I've seen in the eyes of Christopher Robin. She clearly got the Shine.
"We will need some tenderhearts when the apocalypse begins."
Yep for bear chow...
When we would go on vacations between Alberta and BC the Bears and Mountain goats would come right up to the cars to be fed. I swore I once saw one with a tie and pork pie hat.
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