Friday, April 29, 2011

On the Royal Wedding

Me: Did you catch any of the Royal Wedding? The priest that marries them has a serious lisp

Bear: And he doesn't even get to kiss the bride til later how gay is that

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Bear is not an ass

Recently Bear has had some concerns about being made to look like an ass. On behalf of all of Bear's delightfully smartassed children, I would like to say that Bear is not an ass.

Bear is a very kind and gentle creature, and the best Dad ever. Bear's children all speak fluent sarcasm, and have a great sense of humor.

This collection of gems Bear has said are not meant to make him look like an ass, but rather highlight some of the funnier things that have come out of his mouth.

Bear on Random Quotes/Counting Cards

Bear: Yo momma what homie?

Me: Hahahaha Totally going on your blog...

Bear: Whatever. And then?

Me: No and then

Bear: Why not and then

Me: Because I said

Bear: Well excuuuuse meeee. Smells like a pork product in here

Me: Are you attempting to quote Wayne's World?

Bear: Who sir, me sir, no sir not I sir

Me: What the hell is that?

Bear: Mr England's 7th grade English class

Me: Wow...

Bear: It was a group thing and you went around the room til somebody messed up or gave the wrong number. Helps u learn to count cards

Me: You learned card counting in English class? Hahahahahaha

Bear the food critic

Notes about this gem:
A- Bear is not aware that he is being filmed
B- Bear and I differ a bit (ahem, a LOT), about what we would like to see on our plate when we eat at a restaurant. The details of how I sparked this rant about steak escape me, however, it has made me laugh each of the 120394892 times I have watched it.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Bear in Seattle

We had been down to the market, and walked up ONE very steep hill.

Bear: Ok, so where around here can we get something "normal" to eat?

Me: What do you mean?

Bear: You know, american food. A burger and fries.

Me: Oh, the Cheesecake Factory is just a few more blocks away. We can go there.

Bear: okkkaaayyy, so are these normal streets, or 5 more effin steep hills?

Me: uhhhm.....

Bear: yeah, thanks but no thanks.

Bear goes Camping