The Baby Bear and the Wet Diaper

Trish and I had never been camping before, so we weren’t really sure about the “do’s and don’t’s,” and we left our garbage right outside of the tent. In the middle of the night, I hear a rustling sound, guess where, right outside of the tent. I don’t have a weapon, so I stick Baby Jennifer’s rattle under my shirt, like a gun. I unzip the tent and scream Bloody Mary and guess what. It’s a baby bear, gnawing on one of Baby Jennifer’s diapers. Then he sees me, does a little deke move, and books back to the woods.

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Title by: Byron
Story by: Nick

I like this story!

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