Uh i'm not sure if you remember, but you asked where i got the image in my Bob Lennon song video, well, i bought the cd of it and that was the cover

I repeat, requesting some Ken Snyder here.

Uhhhhhh yeah, can I get some Ken Snyder in here?

GOOSH GOOSH GOOSH GOOSH GOOSH GOOSH GOOSH

The bear was confused; it could not figure out where I had gone. I waited for what seemed like hours, when it finally gave up and lumbered off into the nearby woods. I was safe. For now.

I was out of time, and out of options. I flew across the monkey bars, and leapt into the tree. Imagine my horror when I realized that my judgments were entirely inaccurate: there was no way I could make it onto the roof from here, and no other alternatives lay in sight. But wait! I looked up, and much to my astonishment, discovered a small, but large enough, treehouse hidden within the massive bows of the tree. I took a quick look back, over my shoulder. The bear had bashed the door open, and was charging for the fort. I scrambled up the branches, practically leaping from limb to limb as the bear barreled through fort, monkey bars, and various other structures. I scurried into the treehouse, quickly shutting the door. Peering out from the small window, I watched, and I waited.

The bear was gaining fast. I had no other option but to make my way into the nearest building: a preschool. I burst through the door, startling the children from their naps. Immediately, the bear slammed through the wall, crushing a child beneath its massive paws and burying several other children in sheet rock and debris. I maneuvered my way through the chaos towards the back exit. The pre-schoolers were little more than a screaming nuisance for the bear; its massive paws cut swaths through the sea of toddlers with each swipe. I used the precious time these children had afforded me to make my escape into the playground. I scrambled up a ladder to a fort-like structure. My goal was to walk across the monkey bars and jump to a tree, from which I could climb to the roof of the preschool and perhaps flag down a passing helicopter.

She tries to eat all healthy, natural foods, like wild berries and honey.

She told me that I might want to bear in mind what kind of things I want to keep to myself.

Ms. Angelo was a bear disguised as a human. Immediately, the bear saw that I had seen through its charade. It roared loudly and took a menacing swipe at me. I deftly avoided its claw and sprinted out of the office. The bear was soon in chase, crashing through the walls of the office as if they were made of paper. I jumped over the receptionist desk and ran out the back entrance. The bear followed, tossing the secretary aside like a rag doll. The bear began to pursue me through the street traffic. While I fought my way through the maze of vehicles, the bear simply careened its massive force through anything standing in its way. Cars veered off the road to escape the onslaught of grizzly force that was barreling down the road.

Oh damn, I completely forgot that I put that as my password at the beginning of the year. What the hell was I thinking? It was probably the longest 20 seconds of my life before I finally got my balls together to stand up and leave. Just as I walk out the door she says,

"In the future, you might want to bear in mind what kind of things you want to keep to yourself."

I was so fucking embarassed I wanted to kill myself right there and then. I wanted to run the hell out of there and never, ever, see her again. But something about what she just said kept me standing in her doorway. I decided to man up and apologize. I turned to her, looked her straight in the eyes, and swallowed my pride. And then, it hit me like a train full of bricks.

She was eating Salmon.

Firstly, I walked into the office like 15 minutes early like an idiot and she's in the middle of lunch. So I awkwardly make stupid small talk until she's finished.

"Oh, hey, what are you eating?"
"Salmon, I love it. I eat it practically every day."
"Just salmon? That's pretty weird." Why the hell did I say this?
"Oh, well, I don't know. I try to eat healthy, natural foods... you know, like wild berries and honies and stuff."
"Yeah, I like food too." Goddamnit.

Man, I was so nervous. Anyway, we finally begin squaring my stuff away. She looks up what I registered with in the beginning of the year. This is when the crap really hit the fan. This is how the conversation went:

"Okay, your account name is [My Name] and your password is ...'angeloissexy'..."