Mike was an experienced big game hunter... He went into the woods one day in northern Canada, and saw a family of brown bears. Being the merciless, ruthless hunter that he was (Mike was not Canadian), he shot and killed the whole family. The black bears convened after this. Angry about the last of the brown bears in Canada being killed, they plotted revenge on Mike. They ventured down to America in search of Mike, alas they could not find him. A year or so later, Mike traveled back to northern Canada to hunt for black or brown bears. A week after tracking a set of prints, he feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns to see a massive polar bear standing over him menacingly. ""Was it you that killed all the brown bears left in Canada?"" The polar bear asked. ""Y-yes that was me,"" stammered Mike. ""So it's you that all the black bears left Canada searching for?"" The polar bear asked while letting out a growl. ""I-I suppose so."" ""So you mean to tell me all the brown and black bears are gone from Canada? Thanks buddy, here's a coke.""