Ben Swinden

You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and a little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, 'Hi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?' So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each other's arms, tumbling this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?"

"Yeah. Really nice.

"That's how much I like you."