I remember a short message joke about a bear and a hunter.

once upon a time, there was a mountain. There lived a hunter at the foot of the mountain who lived by hunting. One day he went hunting in the mountains. I saw a female bear, so I prepared a bow and arrow. Just as I was about to hunt, I was raped by the female bear first. The hunter was angry and hated, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to go home and think about countermeasures before making plans!

Go home and lie in bed and think about what happened today. I really have a dead heart. What the fuck is this? A handsome guy like me was raped by a bear. If others know how I will live and marry in the future. If you can't, you have to avenge your defilement. But how to report it? The strength of the bear is too strong, and it is not good to beat it if you are so thin. I thought about it. If I want to beat it, I have to practice my physical strength. So I started to practice at once.

I practiced for about a month. I felt that it was almost enough, so I started to go up the mountain to find bears to fight. I thought I'd kill the bear this time anyway. I am flattered to think of this. But it is not easy to find such a big mountain. He remembered that there was a cave near the place where he came up last time. Maybe it's a bear's home. So I went to the mouth of the cave and went in. As soon as the bear saw the old lover coming, he grinned and sent it to the door, so he raped the hunter again after three times five divided by two. The hunter was even more angry at this time. I tried to be killed on the spot, but I was saved by the bear! Now the hunter is even more angry. Your fucking rape is over. Why are you saving me? You want to take advantage of it for a long time. No way. I'll go down the mountain and exercise again. I'll fight with you tomorrow. I can't believe I can't beat you! ! ! ! !

the next day, the hunter took all the tools for hunting. Prepare for a vigorous battle. This time it went straight into the cave. Looking for a female bear to fight one-on-one, fighting for two rounds, and then being raped by a bear. At this time, the hunter was not as impulsive as before, and he was much calmer. He thought that winning or losing was a common occurrence in military strategists, so he got used to it. Just as he was about to go down the mountain, the bear threw him a sentence: Did you come up the mountain to hunt or engage in prostitution?