IJMC - Goin' Huntin' Fer Bah-r

Ok, so a slightly off-color one here...I mean, huntin' is one of those 
"politically incorrect" things to do, right? Not environmental and all 
that. I for one hope that "political correctness" stayed back in the 90's 
where it belonged. For crying out loud, who wants to be correct, when 
today's politicians are the ones setting the standard? I just wanna be 
who I is, not who a committee or some poorly elected "official" decides I 
can be. If I have to worry about treading on every little foot, I would 
simply have to shut up and feel bad about offending those who think my 
silence is a belittling of themselves. Hog-wash. And Goodnight.     -dave


Frank was excited about his new rifle.  So, he went bear hunting.  He
spotted a small brown bear and shot it.  There was then a tap on his
shoulder, and he turned around to see a big black bear. The black bear
said: "You've got two choices.  I either maul you to death or we have rough
sex."

Frank decided to bend over.  E ven though he felt sore for two weeks, Frank
soon recovered and vowed revenge.  He headed out on another trip where he
found the black bear and shot it. There was another tap on his shoulder.
This time a huge grizzly bear stood right next to him.  The grizzly said: 
"That was a huge mistake, Frank.  You've got two choices.  Either I maul
you to death or we have REALLY rough sex."

Again, Frank thought it was better to comply.  Although he survived, it
would take several months before Frank finally recovered.  Outraged he
headed back to the woods, managed to track down the grizzly and shot it. He
felt sweet revenge, but then there was a tap on his shoulder.  He turned
around to find a giant polar bear standing there. The polar bear said:
"Admit it, Frank, you don't come here for the hunting, do you?"