I was pretty tired yesterday when I was walking to catch the bus. I was crossing the street outside my apartment when some guy yelled “Hey, there’s no bears allowed in the street!” That’s when I realized that I was a bear.
Actually, there was a bear behind me. This was unfortunate because he then ate my left leg. I was confused because I didn’t understand why the bear would eat another bear’s (my) leg.
Moral of the story: if you weren’t a bear yesterday, you’re probably not a bear today.
Also, I would like my leg back.