Hotel is boring.Fat bears don't work very hard.
I want to be one.
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2 comments:
Just get yourself a Dr. Pepper and pretend you ARE (a bear)!
Don't forget the oreos! Can bears have their DP in float form? Maybe I will have Little Man's father make me one of his "special" DPs.
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