A man tells his friends a story how he was chased by a bear in the woods.

"So there I was, hunting rabbits, when all of the sudden, a huge fucking grisly bear comes out of nowhere, and starts chasing me. Of course, my first instinct was to run. But that bear was faster than he seemed. As I kept running, he came closer, almost at his arm's range. I thought I was going to die, but the bear slipped and I had a few seconds to get ahead.
But the bear was a tough fucker. He came closer once again, barely inches away from me, but he slipped again. Now I had enough time to run to my cabin where, I stayed until the ranger came."


"You're a lucky man," says one of his buddys, "And you reacted better than I would have. I'd probably piss my pants or soil myself if a bear came after me"


The man looks at his friend and says: "Well what do you think the bear was slipping on?"


Edit: spelling