>>149424701 (OP)"BEARS could be here" she thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be BEARS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against her massive chest. "I HATE BEARS" she thought. 'Wynona's Big Brown Beaver' reverberated her entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 wine circulated through her powerful thick tail and washed away her (merited) fear of predators after dark. "With a car, you can go anywhere you want" she said to herself, out loud.