A Message for Cheesy
Cheesy, Hello, my darling. As you may have guessed, it is me, Bear-Bear. Sadly, I am not contacting you with happy news. I would communicate with you privately, but for some reason you have not yet given me your email (you probably just forgot. It is okay, I forgive you). Anyways, Cheesy, I Bear-Bear have devastating news to share with you. It hurts my heart just to think about it, but I must. I know that this information will come as a shock to you- it certainly came as a shock to me- but I assure you, it is true. No matter how unbelievable it may seem, you must believe me Bear-Bear. Brace yourself, my Cheesy. Perhaps grab something to hold onto, or make sure you are sitting down. Okay, here it comes. I Bear-Bear am not your foo-tar. I know how shocking this is. I know that you have probably passed out from surprise by now. I know that you may need a moment to collect yourself and stop crying profusely before continuing to read. And that's okay. Take that moment. Now...