say my name!
It came up again today. I get it all the time. I introduce myself to people and, as a matter of practice, always tell people my full name: Poly the Bear.
And then it happens. It never fails. The moment I say my name, some smart-ass biped pipes up and says, "koalas aren't bears, you know."
No sh!t, Sherlock! Don't you think I know that by now? I'm a marsupial! But my full name is Poly the Bear. It would not be the first time an animal of one species is named after another species.
Remember Eddie, the Jack Russell terrier on Frasier? His real name was Moose. Remember the TV show, BJ and the Bear? You think Bear was a bear? No! It was a chimpanzee.
Or how about the Brady Bunch? They had a dog named Tiger! Why not just call him Cat?
You get my point. Poly the Bear is my name, don't wear it out.
And then it happens. It never fails. The moment I say my name, some smart-ass biped pipes up and says, "koalas aren't bears, you know."
No sh!t, Sherlock! Don't you think I know that by now? I'm a marsupial! But my full name is Poly the Bear. It would not be the first time an animal of one species is named after another species.
Remember Eddie, the Jack Russell terrier on Frasier? His real name was Moose. Remember the TV show, BJ and the Bear? You think Bear was a bear? No! It was a chimpanzee.
Or how about the Brady Bunch? They had a dog named Tiger! Why not just call him Cat?
You get my point. Poly the Bear is my name, don't wear it out.
