Crazy Like A Fox
Submitted by Jeffrey on 4/1/2010 6:59 PM
I had just gotten my butterfinger from my local gas station, and settled myself in a grassy field overlooking the city to enjoy it, bite by bite. As I carefully sheared the perforated edge, my mouth salavating, something caught my attention, just in the corner of my eye. I turned and spotted a polar bear cub clumsily prancing off into the woods. I followed, hoping to get a picture, or share a pop. Unable to find him, I returned to my chocolaty treat, only to find a now satisfied baby polar bear with brown chocolate around his white mouth, and orange crumbs spotting his black nose. Argh!