Nov 12, 2007 04:21
Whew.
What a cruel summer, wouldn't you say? I'm not certain whether or not you've seen the effects of a harsh August sun on frozen royalty such as myself, but I can assure you - its unpleasant to say the least.
A bear these days just doesn't have the spirit he once did to perform on the stomping grounds of Livejournal. I could probably be gone for 10 years, come back, and still see half of you fucking losers crying about the same bullshit you were back in '95. Here's a tip of advice straight from the melting Polar Ice Caps: go cry a river. I really don't think anyone gives a fuck, and if you are foolish enough to believe a primitive species like me cares you are sadly mistaken.
If you're wondering where I'm returning back to, just stray from the path of the righteous and find me laying in a ditch somewhere. I may have the remnants of Friday night's park dumpster excursion written all over my snout, but don't let that intimidate you. A bear has to eat too, you selfish twat.
Bear-Fu the Legend Continues,
Kwai Chang Holiday Caine.