So this morning, we were sitting around the conference table at Angus Manor, celebrating Ainsley’s 5th Birthday yesterday by pointing out all her shortcomings when we had a knock on the door….
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
“Who is it? “I barked?
“Is there a Mr. Biggie Bear here?,” said the man in the suit with the slick backed oily hair
“Yes, he is an unpaid intern here at Angus Fala Worldwide Enterprises” I growled
“I’m a Dallas Texas Attorney. My name is Dewey Cheatem, and I have something for Mr. Bear – HERE! It’s his son!”
Well, lo and behold, we now have a Hippie Bear Cub at the Manor. I asked Mr. Bear to explain himself – and he said “well, boss, it was a turbulent time, and I was working as an undercover bear at an anti war protest rally in Austin, and let’s just say it was me…it was her…a bottle of tequlia…love in the air…and a night of passion”
Well, this kinda makes the year in review of Ainsley’s shortcomings pale in significance, I’d say.