Grrr. The blue-grey bear (who had a picture on his chest, and might, in fact, be a defective Care Bear or something) really had to agree with that sentiment. After all, what good were polar bears if they couldn't be growled at? Clearly, if they were going to be prowling on the grumpy bears' turf, they were either going to have to shape up, share their bottles of Coke, or ship out. There had to be an iceberg somewhere that they could catch outta here, right?

Real bears didn't need to bribe people with soft drink in order to get people to like them. Wasn't that right, brother bear?