Bears and berries, bears and berries - go together like a horse and carriage, invite word play and lure the addicted punster down the primrose path. It gets very beary in the blackberry patch when black bears browse the briary branches bare of - HOLD IT! I'm trying to stop. I'm out of denial into recovery. I like bears as much as anybody - Teddy, Smoky, Pooh, all that crew, but...let's try it again, with class. This time, all bare bones, bear essentials only, and PLEASE - forbearance.