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The Three Bears
Once upon a time, in a forest far away, lived a family of bears. There was a Papa Bear, a Mama Bear and a Baby Bear. One day, Mama Bear cooked some lunch for her family, like a loving wife is supposed to do. She made porridge, probably because they didn't have much money after Papa Bear got laid off, which wasn't even his fault. Mama Bear didn't complain about having to eat porridge instead of namebrand bear food, or that she couldn't watch her favorite TV programs because they had to cancel their cable.
They sat down at the table to eat. "My porridge is too hot." said Papa Bear. He obviously didn't know how good he had it. At least his wife didn't burn everything she ever cooked.
"Let's take a walk to let it cool down." So they went for a stroll in the woods.
When they got back, they found a young girl in their house! That reminds me of the time I came home early from work and there was a guy in my bed. Except it wasn't a young girl, it was my brother, Gary.
"Who are you?" shouted Papa Bear.
"My name is Gary," said the girl. "I came over to "change some lightbulbs.""
Needless to say, Papa Bear and Gary never spoke again.
