What happened by the creek

I sat by the creek. I liked watching the water move by. It was like a moving clear frosting.

Finally I leaned forward and put my tongue in the water. It wasn’t sweet. It was cold and bitter. Still, I liked it.

From behind me I heard someone say, “What are you doing?” I turned around and saw a bear with hands on its hips. I was embarrassed. I lied saying, “Just getting a drink.”

The bear said, “It looked otherwise. There’s no place in the woods for kinky things.”

I snapped out of it, stood up, and said, “Are you kidding me?!”

The bear stared at me. I stared back at the bear.

Well, you guessed it, we started making out.