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So far all you cold rationalists out there, a bit of counter evidence. In my dreams my late father, who passed away days ago, was always a bear. Today I went up to his old house to deal with his things. Checked security camera first. Lucky I did:
*so for
Here is how the bear got in and out of my late father’s house today. One of @elrudest ’a children took a photo. This is chair at the head of the dining room table. My father’s chair
I wouldn’t dare make this up
I wouldn’t dare make this up
Some have asked how this bear entered and exited my late father’s house today. I hesitate to tell you
It climbed in through a window onto the chair at the head of the dining room table
My father’s chair
I am not making this up. I wouldn’t dare
It climbed in through a window onto the chair at the head of the dining room table
My father’s chair
I am not making this up. I wouldn’t dare
