Remind me sometime how to catch a polar bear.
Guy walks into a bar in Whitehorse and say he wants to be a "real" Yukonner. So the bar patrons say: "you have to do THREE things: 1. Drink a jar of Yukka-flutz, 2. Wrassle a grizzly bear, and 3. make love to an Eskimo woman". So the guy grabs the jar of Yukka-flutz and downs it. Then he staggers out the door, looking for a grizzly.
He comes back, hours later, in rough shape. Cuts and bruises all over his body, one arm hanging limply at his side. "OK, where's the Eskimo woman you want me to wrassle?"
OK, that's grizzly, not a polar, but still...
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