"Umm, what do you mean by that, Uncle Tibbs?" I asked. I didn't like the sound of that.
"That is simply when bears have a barbeque," he explained. I sighed in relief. He put on his apron.
"I'm going to fire up the grill," he said. "Maybe you can make some of that honey sauce to go on the chicken."
He flipped over the chicken and the sausages. Mmm! It sure smelled good. (I recommend that only adult bears or adult non-bears use the grill.)
