Wrasslin' Bears.

Today, I wrestled a bear.
Granted, it wasn't a very big bear, but a bear, never-the-less. Okay. So, perhaps it wasn't really even a medium size bear, but a tiny one. An infant bear, maybe. But, is not a rose still a rose by any other name? I believe the same could be said for a bear. Except a bear is alot bigger, doesn't smell as nice and will eat you if it's really, really hungry. Oh very well damnit! It wasn't even a real bear. It was in fact: A gummy bear. And it wasn't the gummy bear I wrestled but the annoying little plastic bag they come in that if you rip apart too hard and too fast the gummy bears will go flying everywhere!
Damn you gummy bear plastic bag makers!