Two gay guys at work used to always grab my balls when I'd walk through the halls. I always thought I'd want to kill them one day. Then, one day they did it again, but instead, my friend Charlie stepped in and said for them to fuck off. He's sort of a bear, but not quite fully hairy. He was a pro wrestler at one point in his life, though. So I guess that counts as a bear.
Anyway, he grabbed one by the collar, and then pushed him. He looked at them and went, "Chris is my asian bitch!" and slapped me on the ass. They walked away. I said thanks, and then he looked at me and said, "I'm dating the skinny one. I don't like seeing him touchin' yer tiny little balls."
He hopped up on his horse and rode into the sunset.
On a more important note: Ever notice panda's have weird asses?