what the hellllll

dogs are cute though. i want a big scary-looking guard dog who is also a big dope.

Hey Johnny... I just heard Fefe's song "I Want You" in a commercial for "Megan Wants a Millionaire". I was soooo happy. She's a fighter.

Funny wildlife story for y'all. Actually, two.
Soooo most of you know I grew up in a little hick town called Kapuskasing with a population of about 8000, and I lived on a dead-end street near the woods. So naturally, cute little Bree
1) Learned to shoot a gun at a very young age.
2) Learned the rules for when you can and can't shoot a bear.
3) Learned that if you see baby bears... yeah, they're cute as Hell... but RUN.
Soooo one day, I was eight and walking home from my school, which was at the bottom of our street. No other kids lived on my street, and my brother and sister were going to English school (I was still in French school) so they weren't home yet. My mom was home teaching piano lessons. I was walking up the street and I saw two black fuzzy things. Turned out to be... TWO BABY BEARS!
So I stood half a block away, thought, "Oh, cute," then RAN LIKE HELL back to my school, called my Mom and was like, "So, you know there's baby bears outside, right??
The funny thing about that story is that when I tell people at school (all city folk) they go, "Aww, why would you run from a baby bear?"
"'Cause the Mom would rip me in half like a phone book?"
Another time, the summer I had turned ten, I came home from tennis lessons on my bike. It was about ten AM and my parents were out running errands, and my brother and sister were... somewhere? Anyhow, I was home alone, and I went into my garage to get a drink (we kept a lemonaid jug in the garage... we were weird) and saw a big bear through the back window of the garage.
Soooo, my dad taught me that I'm allowed to shoot a bear if I feel my life or the life of someone else is in danger. Unfortunately, my pool, which the bear was leaning on, didn't count as someone, and neither did our clubhouse which it had destroyed in a fierce swipe. So I grabbed my dad's gun, loaded it (oh, the terrifying helplessness of childhood) opened the door juuuust a crack, and shot it... and killed it! Later I had to tell the MNR/the police that my dog was barking through the screen door and was agitating the bear. My parents knew the truth and were just so happy I had turned into a cold-blooded killer.
I think I have pictures somewhere of my dad and I wearing big hunting earmuffs and holding guns.
I actually hate hunting, but I'm very glad I know how to shoot a gun, and I think Little Bree was very cute with her hunter's stance.

hahahaha

What did you do with the dead bear?

omg asif you shot a bear!
awwww


on another note: have all the pictures been sent in?

I think we're waiting for one person. But, sadly, I don't think he's coming back...

glamazon_in_training wrote:omg asif you shot a bear!
awwww


on another note: have all the pictures been sent in?

no
we still need three.

odontophobia is the fear of teeth.

Lulz, Karasu, I covered up the body, put it in my trunk, and drove my car into the lake.
Actually, when you kill a bear you have to let the police and Ministry of Natural Resources know. That's why I had to lie about why I shot it. I mean, I could have said my life felt threatened but it was way easier to tell the lie about the dog.
It's not like I shot it for the sake of shooting it; it was destroying our property, it's just that the MNR unfortunately doesn't see that as an excuse to shoot a bear. Or at least they didn't back in the year 1999.
Also, you can't call the police concerning a bear, you have to call the MNR. And I didn't know the number for the MNR. So I just shot it. Then when my parents came home I was sitting on a basketball going, "Mom... Dad... I killed something." "Oh geez Bree, we thought you'd at least wait 'till you were in high school."

norris6489-Vic wrote:Hey Johnny... I just heard Fefe's song "I Want You" in a commercial for "Megan Wants a Millionaire". I was soooo happy. She's a fighter.

yes. Watch Me Move was also the theme for The Cho Show. she keeps getting her new songs out there, but they're so fucking short, it's not gonna do anything for her, no matter how commercial it sounds. i am mega happy that at least all this placement will probably enable her to actually release her third album, even if it's independent.

yikes, i don't know if i could've killed the bear. see, when i was 10, i was coming out of a Winnie-the-Pooh phase, and i probably would've thrown it a jar of honey and hoped it went away. it would've killed me, wouldn't it?