Every once in awhile I get reminded this woman (who is my age essentially) plays with bears. Like they’re people. Or real bears. Or…I don’t know, I don’t do shit like that so I am confused. Not only would my parents not participate in such fuckery, they would sit me down and have a come to Jesus moment with me about being an adult. Kath, you are a grown up. With a kid. And a business apparently. This bear shit is beyond cray. |