Pardon me, but do you have time to talk about our Lord Jesus Christ?
I’m a ninja-bear, I’m a ninja-bear, I’m a ninja-OH SHIT I’VE BEEN SPOTTED!
Skip to 2:05 to see this hunter be a bad ass.
The bear from yesterday still isn’t showing signs of zombification but since we’re not sure what the incubation period is, maybe you should toss that morphine filled child-treat over just to be safe. Because I’m pretty sure that fence is granting you none to none protection.
This photo was taken by a tourist driving through Yellowstone Park. The news says half mauled, I say zombie bison. We’re all fucked now.
UPDATE: Turns out it was taken by an employee and I can’t read, which cuts down how many miles the virus traveled I suppose. Silver lining!
Yes, That’s A Bear Chasing A Half-Mauled Bison Down A Yellowstone Road
I’m telling you Lois, this tent fit me last spring. I’ve got to cut down on all those fatty Southerners…sure they taste like fried donut holes, but they’re going straight to my thighs.
Even staycations aren’t safe for Goldilocks these days.
Unfortunately Billy just saw his crush of three years out of the corner of his eye.
