[johnco]

My brother, self proclaimed great white hunter, explorer and wilderness expert, a legend in his own mind, took a hunting trip to Alaska many years ago. Having not ever even seen a little Louisiana black bear, much less something the size of the bears in Alaska, decides to not sleep in the cabin, and hits the trail to sleep under the stars and a blanket. good thing he's a heavy sleeper because the next morning he found these giant Grizzly tracks everywhere and all around his blanket. his first and last night sleeping alone in nature's embrace among the cute little forest creatures. I guess the bears thought anyone that farkin stupid deserves a second chance and would insist he stay for dinner if he came back the next night.