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NOTHING says “New Year’s Eve” in Canada like a couple of drunken bears, coming out of the woods to eat your garbage right out of the dumpster, and then breaking into your house and hijacking 1) your beer supply, 2) your last jar of honey, and 3) your guitar collection for a 115-decibel-cop-calling-paddy-wagon-mass-arrest-criminal-charges-for-disturbing-the-peace-judge-refuses-bail-because-of-your-prior-arrest-record-rock-and-roll-country-bear-jamboree-jam-session until dawn!

PS: those are earmuffs on Baby Bear…not headphones.  It’s cold out there!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!