One day there was this bear. He eats People. He probably ate at least 20 before he met us. We were walking to Nashville from New York, and the Bear jumped out with a bib on thinking he could just eat us on the spot. I hit him in the nose until he cried. Lindsay kicked him in the shins, and after he gave up we asked him for his guitar. He gave it to me. I play that guitar live now. You should see it. There are scratch marks on it and everything. It also says BEAR on the back.
Is this blogging?