I’m nearby and we have been having lady bugs and stinkbugs everywhere too. Shits ridiculous.

I’ve been reaching out to people in my life, reminding them we will still have each other, and we will have each other here too, fellow Lemmings.

Me too. Ad blockers for life!

Yeah, I hear the graphics are amazing!

Yes! She had a doll too.

Oh god this show was REAL!? I watched it once when I was really sick and thought it was a fever dream.

I mean I agree it sucks. I wish like hell I DIDN’T have to profile 50% of the population like this just to survive unscathed.

Am women, love hiking. Have encountered bears many times. I stay calm, keep my distance and appreciate them for the beautiful animals they are. (And yes, I’d pick bear, everytime.)

The key here, in case you missed it Mr. Red, is that I don’t know the intentions of the man. I’m rolling a dice on whether this hypothetical man is one of the good ones. The bear might kill me, it might not, but it’s not going to harass me once I get out of the forest. It’s not going to text me at all hours of the day and night asking for a chance because it got me out of the forest. The bear isn’t going to show up at places I’m at and attempt to talk to me. The bear isn’t going to contact everyone I know on social media trying to convice them they are a nice bear who just needs to go on a date with me. The bear won’t write me emails telling me I’m a bitch ass stuck up whore when I refuse them.

It’s not just the forest, Mr. Red, it’s after the forest. It’s the fallout. I’d rather get ripped apart than take a chance a get a Nice Guy. Once I am out of the woods, I never have to think about that bear again. If it’s a man I run the risk of always having to look over my shoulder, and depending on his level of crazy, maybe getting stalked for the rest of my life.

Oh I knew what I was setting myself up for, but I wanted to contribute anyway.

Women here. I too would choose bear. Everytime. I’d rather get ripped apart than take a chance on a strange man.