A few times in the past year or so, I’ve mentioned something about the Hair Bear Bunch to my friends. Mostly, I will make some kind of joke around their whole, “Help Help… Here Come The Bears” slogan, and somebody will inevitably ask me what the hell I’m talking about. Then I’ll try to explain it, and things will only get worse. Most people think I’m just making it up because it’s so unbelievably strange. I do enjoy making up some really outlandish lies just to see how far I can take them convincingly, so I can’t really blame them.

For those of you who weren’t lucky enough to see the show, here’s some more information. The show was aired in 1971, and featured three bears. They were supposed to be hip, swinging bears of the 70’s, and had all the clothes and a decked out cave to match. And they all had giant afros. They lived in a zoo, and the zookeeper thought that they were just normal bears, but suspected that something wasn’t quite right. The basic conflict of each show was that the zookeeper (and his stooge) were always trying to catch the bears doing something they weren’t supposed to do (as normal bears), and the bears were always trying to keep him from finding out. Whenever he showed up at their cave, they would hit a button and all of their stuff would hide itself. The pool table would flip over and become a rock. Their beds would fold up into the walls and look like more rocks. And so on…

Also, as if that isn’t strange enough, whenever the Hair Bears needed to leave the zoo, they would travel on an invisible motorcycle. Yes, you read that right, they had an invisible motorcycle (I can’t remember if the show ever explained where they got an invisible motorcycle, but I don’t think so). And the people who animated the show didn’t bother drawing a transparent motorcycle or anything – they just had the three bears sitting on nothing, zooming around the screen. I’m not saying for sure that the creators of this show were on a lot of drugs, but, like the zookeeper, I have my suspicions.