Moonbear said:
I'm still waiting for Les to tell me more about that bear mooning episode. That night is all such a blur now. Last thing I recall was sitting out by the campsite, and someone mentioned having a bottle of tequila. Nobody had a shot glass, so we were just swigging from the bottle...I think...it's such a haze. I just know they were all looking at me really funny the next day and laughing and not telling me what was so funny.
Okay, I didn’t want to have to reveal this but here’s the real story of how Moonbear got her name.
Moonbear was not her original name, Little White Dove was-a her name, such lovely sight to see. She was raised by a lost tribe of Seneca Indians by a river in Eastern Ohio. When she was 18 she got the hots for a young brave on the other side of the river named Runnin’ Bear. But their tribes fought with each other so their love could never be. The tribes would regularly lob dirt bombs at each others teepees, give each other the finger, pee upstream while someone from the other tribe was bathing . . . needless to point out that it was a horrible situation.
Poor Little White Dove couldn’t seem to get Running Bear to notice, so one day while he was washing his hands in the river, she turned her backside to him and lifted her buckskin skirt. Well,
that got Runnin’ Bear’s attention, who dove in the water, Little White Dove did the same. And they swam out to each other through the swirling stream they came. As their hands touched and their lips met, the ragin' river pulled them down. Now they'll always be together in that happy hunting ground . . . well, not quite.
Little White Dove got caught in the current and was pulled miles down stream where some campers from Steubenville found her half drowned on the bank. They carried her to their campsite, and while they nursed her back to health asked her name and what had happened. All she could do was moan “mooning bear, mooning bear.” So the half-drowned girl became known as Mooning Bear (I’m not sure but I think some guy named Johnny Preston even wrote a song about the whole river incident).
If that were the end of the story, it would be a happy one. But unfortunately Mooning Bear got addicted to flashing her rear until she became known far and wide in Ohio country as Mooning Bare. After numerous arrests and years of therapy, she’s finally been able to control the urge (though sometimes when she’s alone in the lab, she can’t resist flashing the rats, who are quite appreciative). Someone from Ohio who got obsessed with her backside has been following her around from website to website, begging for just one more view, so she changed her name to Moonbear at PF hoping he wouldn’t realize it’s the famous Ohio flasher here in our very midst (her picture in her profile isn’t a risk since her admirer has never seen her face).
Well, that’s the story, and it’s true every word.