Thursday, June 17, 2010

Handsome Bear Cub Models

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? We're handsome bear cubs. We're pretending to be models in commercials and advertisements. It's a good game to play.

This is me. I'm in this advertisement for a phone card. I don't have a phone card. That's 'cuz I don't have a cell phone.

Look at Chance! He is pretending to be in a gyro. That's a sandwich. I don't think he would taste very good, even if he were covered with garlic sauce. I would chase him all over the house and holler, "Come here, Chance! I'm gonna eat you all up!" Chance would run as fast as he could and make little squeaky noises 'cuz he's happy.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Play and have fun. Pretend you're a model. Handsome models get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can be models together! Okay! Over and out!"

1 comment:

Matthew said...

This is by far my favourite posting from you Charles & Chance. Loves It!!

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