The Bear
Arrrrrr, camping be the gayest, dumbest thing ever thought up.
So we were all set up to spend the night in the jungle, a terrible place to spend the night.... and we heard a growl coming from the underbrush.
"Gaaaaaa, what be that," I yelled.
"Sounds like a bear," One-Eyed Phil said.
"Bears don't live in jungles, Phillip," the professor said.
Just then, a bear jumped out of the foliage and stole two of our pic-a-nic baskets. Scurvy bear, now we only have half as much food and we'll have to ration... I hope we find that blasted troll lair soon.
So we were all set up to spend the night in the jungle, a terrible place to spend the night.... and we heard a growl coming from the underbrush.
"Gaaaaaa, what be that," I yelled.
"Sounds like a bear," One-Eyed Phil said.
"Bears don't live in jungles, Phillip," the professor said.
Just then, a bear jumped out of the foliage and stole two of our pic-a-nic baskets. Scurvy bear, now we only have half as much food and we'll have to ration... I hope we find that blasted troll lair soon.