One stormy afternoon, a young child was strolling through the forest when a Big Bad Werewolf of London leapt out and said, "Until you get to grandma's place, I think you ought to walk with me and be safe."

She considered her arsenal of weapons in her basket for grandma: sawed of shotgun, knife, bludgeon, and goodies. Knowing this wouldn't deter this particlar fiend, she proceeded to toy with the wolf until level 6. Then she introduced him to Tibbers who burninated his face like the countryside. But, like the legend of the phoenix, the wolf returned. Again, and again. From the dead. Kind of like a zomby woof.

Annie's Teddy Bear Productions was established with the intent to create enough teddy bears to keep the zomby woof at bay forever. It is our mission to produce enough teddy bears to keep Annie laning safely in mid and getting fed and fed and fed for all time. The end. Kind of.

(Special thanks to Charles Perrault, Warren Zeron, Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs, Stan Freburg, Strongbad, Daft Punk, Frank Zappa, and of course, League of Legends)