Pass the Puns, Please
These three guys are out fishing, and when they get back to their truck they see it's surrounded by three bears.
"OK guys, I figure the only way to get to the truck is to really get them mad. Then they'll leave and we can go home. So, Ed, you take the one on the left, the little cub with the broken leg, and I'll take the one in the middle, the little cub with one eye and a hurt paw, and Joe, you take the one on the right, the huge silvertip mama grizzly bear with blood-encrusted claws, the big teeth, and froth around the mouth".
"Hey, man wait a sec, I'm supposed to get this monster mad, and you guys get the cubs ? That's not fair!"
"Now, now, Joe. We all have our bears to cross."