For those who caught a glimpse of a personal blog post I made, I have to send my deepest apologies. You weren’t meant to see that per say – after speaking with my confidant – I realized how inappropriate it was. I will be journaling my hardxcore emotions in private posts from now on. I assume no one cares, but I thought I’d make the announcement anyway.
This post will hence forth be about bears. I am one. So really, this post is about me, the Super Saiyan M Bear.
I realize that maybe my form is a bit aggressive, so I will try to tone it down. Also, I’m far too lazy to be able to keep a Kamehameha going for more than one picture per post. That shit takes effort to draw. But don’t lie, you know I use that MS Paint airbrush tool like a fucking pro. Look how real that looks. It’s basically coming right at you.
Bears and I, we are the same. Because we are mammals, we are furry. I am the hairiest person I know, because I am the most bear person I know.
Bears usually can be found chilling in their forest-y habitats. Sittin’ around, waiting till they’re hungry, or sleepy, or whatever their little bear hearts desire. I am no different. [Take note, my whole life occurs while I sit…to remind those who may have forgot]
Bears love to sleep, in fact, they love that shit so much they hibernate. So do I. (I hibernate on my stomach…cause sleeping on your back is overrated)
But you should never forget that bears are dangerous, like myself. If we feel threatened or if we are on the hunt, we can be scary as fuck. We will do anything to protect the things we love.
I’m glad I got to explain this to you all.
P.S. Sorry a lot of the color schemes don’t really match up, I was switching between MS Paint from a Windows XP and a Windows VISTA. And I’m too lazy to color correct shit. I’m a bear, we don’t do those kinds of details.