If you're a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months. I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that too.
If you're a bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you are sleeping and wake to partially grown, cute, cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with that.
If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. I could deal with that.
If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.
- Signs In a clothing store: "Wonderful bargains for men with 16 and 17 necks."
- In the window of an Oregon general store: "Why go elsewhere to be cheated, when you can come here?"
- In a Pennsylvania cemetary: "Persons are prohibited from picking flowers from any but their own graves."
- On a Tennessee highway: "Take notice: when this sign is under water, this road is impassable."
- From the safety information card in America WestAirline seat pocket: "If you are sitting in an exit row and can not read this card, please tell a crew member."
- On a Maine shop: "Our motto is to give our customers the lowest possible prices and workmanship."
- On a delicatessen wall: "Our best is none too good."