Once upon a time, a quiet, judicious bear sat in the woods ... just thinking of the world around her. What were her options? She could amble down to the stream and pick off some salmon execution-style ... or she could lay in the meadow and doze in the warm sunlight. Her motherly instincts made it hard to kill ... so she decided against the first option ... and slowly headed off towards the meadow.
Meanwhile, the biggest brown bear in the forest happened to be headed towards that very same meadow. He was up to his normal monkeyshines ... rubbing against trees and pawing the ground now and then. He saw the other bear from a distance and smiled ... as much as a bear can smile, of course. Although he thought she was a bit of a bumpkin, and terribly small for a full-grown bear, he liked her ... and decided he would say hello.
He watched as she pulled a branch off a tree ... shaking the acorns noisily as if they were sleigh bells. This was definitely a bear with attitude ... even if she was a little strange. I mean, everyone knows acorns are not bells ... but yet she played with them as if they made a mosaic of musical notes.
She looked up to see the tall, brown bear ... and she liked him. Even though he did tower over her in the meadow. They spent the day playing together ... gathering a cornucopia of nuts and berries ... and rolling in the tall grass until the sun set. Together, the two happy bears cuddled together in the moonlight ... tired from a long day's shenanigans.
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh no
Richard Harris - MacArthur Park
(Boom! This concludes ThirtyWhat Mad Libs Vol. 1)
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