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November 04, 2007



My parents have a stuffed bear that my dad shot in Canada. It not only was tasty, but made for a great Halloween freak-out-the-kids-when -you-open-the-door trick.
The bear currently creeps out my husand every time we visit, and my Aunt Nancy won't go near it.
You gotta love someone with a sense of humor!

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