I am a Mama Bear. If you are a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. If you are a Mama Bear, your mate expects you to wake up growling. He expects you will have hairy legs and excess body fat. Mama Bears approach love and food with reckless abandon. Yes, I am a Mama Bear.
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