Okay, Gary dialed the bear game up to 11 now. Here's the current bear configuration:
Oh yes, that is the Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog with its sharp, nasty, pointy teeth that gnash and gnash. One of the bears IS in its mouth. Short of sewing up little Rocky Horror bustiers and fishnets for the bears I don't know what I can do to top this.
I'd line them up in the fridge but I think it's against the rules to remove them from the ledge. Oh! They could all be nose down in a plate of powdered sugar. Maybe little highballs and syringes. I can see a little tourniquet stretched from a bear smile to a bear arm.