I remember a short message joke about bears and hunters.

Once upon a time there was a mountain. At the foot of the mountain lived a hunter who hunted for a living. One day, he went hunting in the mountains. I saw a female bear, so I prepared a bow and arrow. Just when I was about to hunt, I was raped by a mother bear first. The hunter was angry and hated, but he could do nothing, 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'm really dead. What the fuck is this? A handsome guy like me was raped by a bear. If others know how I will live and get married in the future. If you can't, you must avenge your defilement. But how to report it? The strength of the bear is too strong, so you are too thin to fight. I thought about it. If I want to beat it, I must practice my physical strength. So I started practicing at once.

I practiced for about a month. I thought it was almost enough, so I started to go up the mountain to find bears to fight. I think I'll kill the bear this time anyway. I'm flattered to think of it. But it is not easy to find such a big mountain. He remembered that there was a cave near where he came up last time. Maybe this is a bear's home. So I went to the mouth of the cave and went in. When the bear saw the old lover coming, he grinned and delivered it to the door, so he raped the hunter again after three strikes and five divisions. 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 did you save me? You want to take advantage of it for a long time. No I'll go down the mountain for exercise again. I will fight with you tomorrow. I can't believe I can't beat you! ! ! ! !

The next day, the hunter took all the hunting tools with him. Prepare for a fierce battle. This time it went straight into the cave. Fight the female bear one-on-one, fight for two rounds, and then be raped by the bear. At this time, the hunter is not as impulsive as before, and he is much calmer. He thinks that winning or losing is a common occurrence of military strategists, so he is used to it. Just as he was about to go down the mountain, the bear threw him a sentence: Are you hunting up the mountain or prostitution?