I don’t know if any of you saw the news story this morning on the BBC Website about the bear with a jar stuck on its head but something about it struck me as odd. I think it’s maybe some of the quotes from the people involved in dealing with the bear.
The article says that the local wildlife service had been following the bear for three days as it wandered around, unable to eat or drink and looking like a 1930′s movice serial spaceman.
I admit that their reasoning for having to shoot the animal sounds plausible at first, it was starving and had wandered into the middle of town. I’ll buy that, it’s a powerful wild animal and is likely to snack on anything it manages to get its claws on. Then I thought, well why didn’t they just shoot it with tranquiliser darts? Well rather amusingly they couldn’t tranquilise the beast because (quoting what the guy in charge told the BBC) “it stayed in forested areas”.
IT’S A BEAR where did you expect to find it, selling pirate DVDs at the Barras?
Also note the picture that accompanies the article. If someone could get close enough to take that picture, someone else could get close enough to tranquilise the poor big bastard. Especially since the wildlife officers had been chasing it around the countryside for SIX DAYS. Let’s be honest here, someone in Minnesota just REALLY wanted a bearskin rug. They might as well have claimed he was a muslin extremist or had weapons of mass destruction in his jar.
No word either on what’s to happen to the arseholes that left the giant jar lying around the countryside for the bear to get stuck in either.
A muslin extremist? I will not stop the killing until everyone is dressed in closely-woven unbleached or white cloth, produced from corded cotton yarn!!!!!!
Rossy! Ah was feart ye had died!
I evidentally need to be more careful with my proof reading, well spotted! I’ll leave it as is so your joke makes sense…
not to mention the fact that they followed the bear for three days, then went back in time and followed him for an additional three days.
It’s those cloth enthusiasts at their worst…