be smarter than the average bear

If you do…what the hell…Yogi really was smarter than the average bear. He was smarter than the average 16 year old. I remember thinking two things about Yogi when I was a kid…why doesn’t he get fat horking down all those picnic baskets?...and why do all the picnic baskets in the world look the exact same? And yet, I never questioned how a bear was talking with the park ranger on a daily basis. Was boo-boo a kid? Or was he just a smaller, perhaps midget, bear? Thanks to that cartoon I actually pronounced it pic-I-nic for six months until my mom heard me. D’oh! Whatever. I’m smarter than the average bear…forget the picnic baskets…Jack the campers on their way out of the park…force them to drive me back to the city…and then eat every drop of food in their house. Yogi was an amateur.