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Funny about the balloons.

When I was a kid, my dad bribed me with bear hunting if I split enough wood throughout the summer. We spent the entire summer near West Yellowstone and bears were a common occurrence almost every day.

I split enough wood to qualify to go bear hunting at the end of the summer and my dad dropped my brother and I off at the highway to sneak into where the bears ate at a campground dump near Beaver Creek.

When we walked up, a black bear crawled out of the dump and my brother shot it. When we got up to it, there was an Eddy’s Bread sack hanging out of the bear’s butt.

Being kids, we weren’t sure how to handle the situation, and pointed it out to our dad.

All he said was “don’t mention any of this to your mother.”