So anyway, now I can finally tell you about a lovely family I met on my trip. They work at a factory in Tennessee. Mr. Polar drives the train, and Mrs. Polar and Baby Polar cook food for all the visitors. But a word of advice - Never get on a train being driven by a polar bear who's had a little too much egg nog. Just sayin'.
They were however very gracious hosts, and they even provided seating for larger guests. I mean MUCH larger guests. I'm talking Andre the Giant sized guests. Mommy, and Daddy, and Me all fit in this chair and STILL had room for more people. I mean I know people tend to overeat during the holidays but nobody overeats that much! I suppose that chair is actually for some distant cousin of theirs, like a Black Bear or a Grizzly. Those suckers are HUGE!
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