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Bad Day Bear
The black cloud fills the room and flashes and bites at everyone in it. The broken glass is no longer a vase in pieces... it is a weapon. A low growl slowly rises and grows in volume. Seconds before a roar.. mass exodus.
Ear poised, echoing the puppet master kick, Bunneh knew he had to master his goal. "No fwear, I shwall assh kickeh the bear kung ffhu" Sensei Hare had mentioned that one should make peace with his enemies. But Bunneh assumed that meant pieces. "The fwoam shwall fwy and teddy gutsh shwall spwill." Serious ass kicking tones were hard to achieve with bunneh buck teeth.
Just leave. Shut up. I can't think with all that racket. My fluff hurts to circumvent your large bladder of ignorance. I don't have a nice bone.. I just have fluff. Piss off and let this bear think.
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