I have had it. I’m old and my feet hurt. I’m sick and tired of feeling like I’m a stranger from another world. This one no longer makes any sense to me. I’m incredibly embarrassed by most of the bears I meet. I mean, they’re either sad copies of Yogi Bear, or sadder copies of Ram-Boo-Boo. And kids these days? Don’t get me started!
But that doesn’t hold a candlestick to how much people embarrass me. I mean, come on — you’re supposed to be the ones with the brains! Is this really the best you can do?