A hunter had a grizzly bear in the sights. Just before he could pull the trigger, the bear said, “Don’t shoot. I’m not armed.”
The bear sat down on a large rock and patted the ground next to where it was seated. “Come sit. Let’s talk this out. We might be able to reach some sort of compromise.”
The hunter accepted the bear’s invitation, put down his rifle, and took a seat on the ground.
“Now,” said the bear. “Why have you come to the woods today?”
“Well,” replied the hunter, “I’ve been wanting a bearskin rug.”
“Oh my,” replied the bear. “This might be a bit problematic.”
“How so?” asked the hunter.
“It’s my lunchtime,” said the bear.