One of Dad's jokes came up the other day.

gmjambear and I were watching Jeopardy! the other day and one of the clues involved this poem by Whittier. It reminded me of a story my Dad used to tell me.

A long time ago, there was a shop that specialized in exotic woods, run by a Chinese fellow named Chan. One day, Mr. Chan noticed a curious figure entering his shop: a small boy in a bear suit, but without the feet on it so he had ordinary sneakers on instead. He found a piece of expensive teakwood on display, and without a word, snatched it up and ran off with it.

Mr. Chan, of course, called the police to report the theft. When asked to describe the suspect, he simply said,

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;-)