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May 26, 2009 |
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The Great Northern Hotel
FOUND by Nikki
in In the work Lost and Found box
At work today an e-mail went out to all staff warning that the Lost and Found box was going to be dumped. In the e-mail was a list of completely random items (gold earring with "precious" written on it, 3 maps of Africa, a stuffed M&M doll, etc), but one item really stood out as a gem. It was describes as a photo of an "older white lady with a large real stuffed brown bear." I was completely giddy with anticipation as I pondered what the photo might look like, or how it came to be. Long story short, we claimed it as ours and hijacked it from the Lost and Found box. Obviously we were pleasantly surprised.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Yes, Grizzly Adams' parents were proud of their son's fame, but remained quietly in the background, running their inn where Ma specialized in her signature rhubarb cobbler and Pa kept a silent vigil over the dining room festivities.
"And let me introduce my husband to you.."
(where is her right hand resting, by the way?)
Looks like a frisbee on the ceiling.
That IS a Frisbee in the air. Watch out, Lady! Also, she appears to be carrying a ouija board in her left hand. And WHY is her right hand right THERE?!
*Three* maps of Africa? Why, I wonder? this is one of those finds you wish you knew where in the world it actually came from. Not that it would explain the maps of Africa, being as how there are few grizzlies on the veldt.
I bet this bear never realised where he would end up, when he was roaming free in his natural habitat. Lucky bear, he never did know. Unlucky bear, he got shot and stuffed to provide a centerpiece in a hunt club dining area. Something for silly humans to stand next to when they get their picture made.
My log knows the story behind this photo.
That's not Yogi Bear's hand she's shaking there!
And, any chance that's Julia Child with the bear?
'Look honey, this is how I gave Baloo a BJ!'
Once you go black bear, you never go back.
Log Lady, that was awesome.
By the looks of this lodge, I'd bet they have some damn fine coffee! And HOT!
That's Aunt Maggie!! And she's holding the left paw of dear, sweet Boo-Boo Bear -- her pet for twenty some-odd years. You know, it just broke the old girl's heart when Boo Boo passed, so she had him stuffed.
You really should see what she did with Uncle Arnie.
quite a bear of a find.
Hold onto your hats, everyone...here comes the biggest goddamn red correcting pen you're ever gonna see!
That goatish guy on the left can't seem to take his eyes off the action.
Sweet legs, granny!
ears, oh my! Lions, and tigers, and b
In fact she even looks like Laura Palmer's mother! (the one who filled up the ashtray with cigarette butts!)
I love how Grandma's rockin' the short skirt (shorts?)...
Watch out it's the masturbating bear!!!!
And don't spend your time lookin' around
For something you want that can't be found
When you find out you can live without it
And go along not thinkin' about it
I'll tell you something true
The bear necessities of life will come to you
Mildred really didn't know much about Africa, so when it came to planning her trip there she thought, "Is that the place with the bears?" Just in case, she decided to practice stroking the bears in places that would calm them down. Of course she would be taking her precious gold earring and her lucky M&M doll as well.
The proportions of this room are really weird. There's a huge ceiling in the foreground, but in back on the left it looks like a normal room. Maybe that lady is just a lot shorter than I think.
BTW
Nobody in this picture has their hands anywhere near any genitals. What's with all the gross comments?
...it was grizzly handjob - but someone had to do it... the mountain goat and the antelope pleasured themselves voyueristically from a distance.... the old bear liked it when they watched...
Born on an ozark ridge in Arkansas,
Most perverted state you ever saw.
Raised up on bestiality,
Stroked off a bear when she was 83.
Grandma, Grandma Lois, Queen of the wild fondlers.
Started out with rabbits back in Little Rock,
Moved up to deer by the time that she could walk.
Set her sights on an the ultimate prize,
An old brown bear of enormous size.
Grandma, Grandma Lois, Queen of the wild fondlers.
Took a few decades, but she tracked one down,
Gave it a grip and jerked it all around.
She tugged for hours, yelling “where’s the white stuff?”
Silly old lady didn’t know that bear was stuffed.
Grandma, Grandma Lois, Queen of the wild fondlers.
@Matt - EXCELLENT!!!!
I think this was taken in the board room at my former employer. In the early 1990s I worked for Bil Mar Foods, in Zeeland Michigan, and the top floor of the building was a "trophy room" full of all the dead animal carcasses collected by the company owners. The bear looks creepily familiar.
It's a trick!! (altho' I don't see any mirrors)... the bear is not that tall!! He's standing on a 'soapbox' or something...
So he can better get that frizbee!!
Brings to mind the ol' Jimmy Buffet song - "God's Own Drunk" (I'll try to abbreviate)
Well, like I explained to y'all before, I ain't no drinkin man. I tried it once, and it got me highly irregular and I swore Id never do it again.
But I promised my brother-in-law that I'd watch his still while he went into town to vote.
......
like I explained to you once before, I aint no drinkin man, but temptation got the best of me, and I took a slash... (wshew!... woah...) that yellar whiskey runnin down my throat like honeydew vine water.
'Fore you knew it I downed one whole jug o' that sh*t!... and a feeling came over me like I was in love... in love for the first time... with anything that moved. Animate; inanimate it didn't matter. I was God's OWN drunk and a fearless man!
That's when I first saw the bear....
He was a kodiak lookin fella bout 19 feet tall; he rambled up over the hill' 'spectin me to do one of two things: flip or fly. I didnt do either one. It hung him up.
...
he starts sniffin 'round me, tryin' to smell fear, but he ain't gonna smell no fear, cause Im god's OWN drunk and a fearless man. It hung him up. He looked me right in my eyes and my eyes was a lot redder than his was. It hung him up.
So I approached him and I said, mr. bear, I love every hair on your 27 acre body....
Okay okay... I'll stop excerpting now. It's pretty funny, and of course they partied...
When he wakes up the bear's gone -- and so was that still!
(Now we know where the bear ended up; only the still is missing!!)
Wasn't that the Hotel from Twin Peaks?
what is in her left hand?
No, it's the Hotel New Hampshire.
This makes me think of Smallbear. Where are you, Cubby?
Flargy, you sick bastard! No one else even knows what you're talking about.
(Two days in a row, you pwn the comments section.)
My favorite is the white mountain goat, but who would ever kill one of those? It makes me sick!
Mrs. Magoo finally found her lost St. Bernard and was quietly leading him home by the paw when the UFO sighted the two of them and snatched them away. The whole seen was caught by security camera before they disappeared. This is the last anyone has seen of them.
When we lived in Jackson, Wyoming, we were looking for a house to buy. The real estate agent took us to a log home that was really beautiful, but was chock full of animal trophies from all over the world. Really, it made me want to vomit. The grossest thing was a mounted antelope's rear end on the wall, that had a face on it. And the most bizarre was in the little boy's bedroom -- at the foot of the bed was a standing bear just like the one in this photo. Terrifying.
Yeah Mamaw! That's it! A little faster! Oh yeah... Oh Yeah... ROAR!
Flargy has the wrong animal reference...
She's touching bear's balls.
http://pictureisunrelated.com/2009/03/10/lost-and-f
This was o this website long before you posted it. I don't believe your story.
Thatguy,
I've seen it there, too... but they even say she found it in a lost & found. Same story, she probably just submitted it to more than one site.
That Guy- "Nicole" is the longer version of "Nikki's" name. It's the same submitter, same Find, same circumstances behind the Find.
If you've ever submitted anything to Found Magazine, you may know that it CAN take up to two years for your Find to be published as a Find of the Day. (it can happen sooner, but a year and a half seems to be an average wait.) Maybe they finders got tired of waiting for Found to give them their fifteen seconds of Internet fame, and submitted it elsewhere for more instant gratification.