Bear Life

And another one bites the fluff.. yeah. Pumped up on skittles and adrenaline from the anihilation of virtual bunnies, PvP Nightelf can be hard to bear.

Love, rubbing noses, too good to be true. Maybe it is.. maybe it is a ploy for the other side..but her nose rubbings are so good. His hugs are so fluffy and warm. We are all the same stuffing on the inside.. aren't we? It must be love. Love is blind. And in this case sickeningly cute.

After the family gathering, the great apocalypse , Death and Famine win the race. War, having to ride behind Pestilence, wishes he had a whip... and a face mask. Pestilence wishes he was better at riding a horse, it was not helping his sciatica. All of them wonder if a maxi taxi would be better next time.

Look at that! I want to go this way.. I want I want I want.. now mummy ... no.. ooohhhh loook.. I want.. can we.. and the rest is muffled as Long Suffering's brain switches off in order to survive the onslaught. Shopping with toddlers. Long Suffering bear suffers on aisle after aisle.

Happiness bursts the seams and stitches. Whirling feelings of joy and sheer fun threaten to explode his head. The spontaneous smile appears on your face as you behold Lollygobbleblissbomb bear, an infectious epiphany of 'ahhhhhhhhhhhh that's gooood'.