let me paint a picture for you.
It's nearing five a.m. Black friday blitz is about to begin. The aisles of the local walmart are brimming. Desperate parents gather around a flat of highly desired toys, waiting eagerly for the frenzy to begin. A nervous associate stands guard over the precious cargo, it's plastic cocoon keeping the consumers at bay. The second tick by. And then comes the voice over the intercom. The moment everyone has been waiting for. The timid wal-mart employee begins to cut away the wrapping, exposing the care bears with in. The customers pounce. One man begins to ruthlessly rip away the offending plastic, tossing his stuffed bear booty into his awaiting buggy. But wait. He's not the only one hunting care bears this night. Out of no where an elbow connects with his face, sending him backward. The female attacker begins to unload his buggy in to her own. A vicious fight ensues. Black Friday has begun.
Where is a care bear stare when you really need one?
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