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Bad Bear

Bad Bear frowned as he contemplated his handy work. What he needed was somebody to clean up the mess. He didn't want the spilled fluff to stick to his new shirt collar. It was always terribly full of static.

Bad Bear sighed. Occassionally it is very difficult to be yourself.

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