Bruce was excited about his new 338 rifle and decided to try bear hunting.
He traveled to Alaska, spotted a small brown bear and shot it.
Soon after there was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see a big black bear.
The black bear said, "That was a very bad mistake." That bear was my cousin. I'm going to give you two choices. Either I maul you to death or we have sex. After considering it briefly, Bruce decided to accept the latter alternative. The black bear had his way with Bruce.
Even though he was sore for several weeks, Bruce recovered and vowed revenge. He headed out on another trip to Alaska, where he found the black bear and shot it dead.
Right after, there was another tap on his shoulder. This time a huge grizzly bear said, "That was a big mistake, Bruce. That was my cousin and you have got two choices. Either I maul you to death or we have rough sex.
Again, Bruce thought it was better to cooperate with the grizzly bear than be maul by the bear. So the grizzly had his way with Bruce.
Although he survived, it took several months before he completely recovered. Now Bruce was completely outraged, so he headed back to Alaska and managed to track the grizzly bear down and shot it dead.
He felt sweet revenge, but then, moments later, there was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to find a giant polar bear standing there.
The polar bear looked at him and said, "Admit it Bruce, you don't come here for the hunting, do you?
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