A Jackalope's Revenge
70The bear and the jackalope
The great bear and rabbit joke, as told by Eddie Murphy, quickly became a classic. The unfortunate thing is that it was a true story. Eddie changed the names a bit, though. It actually involved a big, stupid bear, and a Jackalope. Ok... it was me, if you must know. If you are not familiar with this so called joke, leave a request in the comments section. I'll clean it up a bit; and recount this embarrassing, juvenile joke that was perpetrated on me. It should suffice to say that this was a humiliating event in my life.
I will also note, that Jackalopes have a long memory. I waited many years to exact my revenge. As luck would have it, I got my chance a few weeks ago.
A Walk In The Woods
As I was hopping through the woods, on a glorious summer day, I happened upon my old nemesis. Since he was travelling in the same direction as me, I decided to join him. I thought it best to know exactly where he was, at all times.
So, on we went, mostly in silence (he didn't like me, any more than I liked him). At around sunset, we approached a hollow tree, that seemed to be crying out for help. The bear, not nearly as fierce as he looked, sat down, and refused to go another inch. I hopped over to investigate. I found that the pleas were actually emanating from within the trunk. Reaching in, I pulled out a being even more mythical than myself. It was, in fact, a woodspryte! With adorable little wings, and a glittery aura, she lit the dusky clearing in which we had stopped.
The bear, now more curious than afraid, ventured in for a closer look. He said "Hey! You're like a Genie or sumpn, right!?"
A little perturbed at being mistaken for a Genie, she replied "I am a woodspryte! And the one who freed me, is entitled to 3 wishes!"
"Oh! How lovely.", I said. "Let me think a minute." The bear protested that he should get the three wishes, since he was the one who chose the path that lead us there. A prolonged argument ensued.
Eventually, the woodspryte grew tired of the debate. "Ok", she said. "Here is what I propose. "Since you both have valid arguments, and I'm anxious to get on with my life, I shall grant each of you 3 wishes. Use them wisely."
Be Careful What You Wish For!
Not surprisingly, the bear quickly pushed me out of the way, shouting "Me first!" Curious to see what his mind had dreamed up, I let him go ahead. "For my first wish", he said, "I want to be the sexiest bear alive!"
At that moment, a plot unfolded within my head. I wished for a crash helmet. The bear looked at me, perplexed. Quickly returning his attention to the woodspryte, he said "My next wish, is that all the other bears in the forest were female." Quite pleased with himself, he looked at me, and awaited his turn again. When I wished for a motorcycle, he became visibly annoyed.
"Now you're just bein' stupid!" he growled. "You shoulda just given me all six wishes! I woulda used 'em way better!" I shrugged, and smiled politely.
His turn, again. "Ok, I'm the sexiest bear alive, now. I want every other bear in the world to be female!" The Woodspryte looked at the greedy bear, and simply replied "Done." They both looked at me, waiting to hear my final wish. I put on my shiny new helmet, and started my new bike. The bear was visibly confused, when I began to ride away.
I revelled in the moment, as I rode to a safe distance. Then I turned and shouted, over my shoulder "I wish the bear was gay!", and sped off. I haven't seen him since; but I will never forget the sweet taste of revenge, as I watched his expression change from one of smugness, to abject horror!
Don't Let This Happen To You!
The moral of this story is that Jackalopes are smarter than pretty much any other species, and we can hold a grudge for longer than you would expect. I know a lot of you have been saying nasty things about me, on my other hubs. I am taking notes. I am also very patient! So beware. Just to be on the safe side, you might want to stay out of the woods, too!
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sixtyorso - Perhaps it was Tinkerbell and after those 6 wishes there will be Tinker-Lopes fixing pots from an ox-pulled motorbike or Twink-a-Lopes or Twinkle-lopes or Jackabells. All tradesmen of a type that will challenge Pogo for the Directorship of Eels and Union Steward of Black-Wormhole Lighting Local E(-).
Already we have a Union uprising.
Is not the Jackabell a flower?
Maybe the Jackawhatevers will modify their diets and develop a liking for Twinkies and fairy lights on their burrows.
Patti "full many a flower is born to blush unseen and waste it's sweetness on the desert air"!
New christmas song " Jackabells,Jackabells,Jackabells all day long. Oh what fun..."
Most humorous, sixtyorso, and the line of poetry is lovely.
I searched "jackabell" and was asked if I ment "taco bell flowers"...
Hopefully because I am voting for your William and because I deeply spite you, there are no hard feelings, right?
Surely you wouldn't hold that against me, would ya? Buddy 'ol pal?
I linked you to a Hub request for wishes. Tra la la...
And there's a poll.
A trio of wishes may not be enough, but I finally thought of three for myself. Another Hubber has divided 6 between two entities in a Fractured Fairy Tale and you'll want to know about them as well...
I had never heard the story of what happened to you, so I did some research and did you know that you can watch Eddie Murphy tell your experience on YouTube?! Talk about strumming your pain with his fingers....except he wasnt strumming anything and his fingers were holding a microphone......so the hundreds of people in attendance could hear him better!!
What the bear did was pretty nasty, but not outside of what we expect from a big stupid bear. What Eddie Murphy did is in-ex-cuse-able. I think you should plan your revenge on him next. Let me know if you are interested. I know a guy.
Patti Taco bell flowers lovely. Google knows something we don't. Maybe this is form of wish fulfilment.
BT Heres another take on 3 wishes.
Two guys end up on a desert island. A lamp washes up on the shore ya da ya da, genie appears, grants 3 wishes each. First guy wishes for 10,00,000 dollars, Genie says granted. Then he wishes for his wife to be replaced by a georgeus sexy loving blonde. Genie says that's actually two wishes, but I'll give you that one and finally he wishes to go home to enjoy his newly acquired fortune.
Poof he's gone.
The other guy looks around and says gee it's lonely here without my buddy I wish he was back here!
Thanks for the laugh, sixty!
Hey, B.T.
Very funny! I laughed out loud, a great big bear of a.....uh...I mean jackalope of a laugh. Thanks.
Christoph
Jacka had a big dumb bear,
To it he was unkind.
And so he rode his bike away,
With a big Gay bear behind!
I musta missed this hub while I was away...
Calling for help my arse. I'll have you know that stump is my summer home and I coulda just used a hand moving some furniture around...but nooooooo...you had to go and haul my ass outa my living room and demand some wishes. Well, fine...you got 'em.
Next time you trespass, varmint...it'll be a different story. I have a permit now.
Don't bother checking on the Bear...we've become great friends and he's currently redecorating my summer home.
Oddly enough, he doesn't bear you any ill will...and is rather happy with his new lifestyle. Still...I wouldn't turn my back on him if I were you...if you know what I mean.
Afraid that I'm a little strapped at the moment "napes" me old mate. If you'd taken the time to read the highly instructive comments that I've at great personal risk smuggled on to one of your other Hubs you would know that I write with cloven hoof. This nice white coat they make me wear in the cells is quite restrictive.
Patty please note: I write with cloven hoof, B.T. speak with forked tongue. - Spryte spoonerise previous statement? These are the bear facts.
To paraphrase, they can chain me but they can't shut me up.
Grrr...leave Mr. Bunny out of this. You could never be mistaken for MB anyway...he's purple and you are not.
Ok, as usual, I'm late to the party, but... LOL! You small mammals always decimate the big, dopey strong ones. Nice work. And, frankly, I was really in the mood to be amused tonight. I'm so glad I stumbled on this. Not sure how I missed it before, but, tonight, I'm glad that I found it so delightfully preserved.
(I would advise caution though, if you're going to tarry with Spryte. Have you read what happens to small, innocent sharks in her presence?)
GOOGLE IS OUT TO GET YOU! The two Google headers I have at the top of your Hub are "Taxidermy Kit" and "Taxidermists in New Zealand." The two at the bottom are more to the point: "Puffed [Expanded] Borax" and "Free Deer Mounting DVD." Just thought that you'd like to know that.
Well I can't say I'm familiar with the Eddie Murphy joke, but whatever that bear did must have been a doozy to deserve such diabolic revenge. Also, I suppose we'll have a sharp decline in bear population soon.
Old Firm - You're a real scream! I see the Google header Jackalope Heaven - so you must be right.
None of the eels are stuffed and mounted are they? And heaven forbid they don't SING on their mounting plaques like those American drugstore gift items, stuffed singing fish??
Classic nonsense. Good write.
Ha! Have you ever seen a shark close up? They're pure evil...*shiver*...those soulless eyes, the pointy teeth that could shred you to itty bitty pieces...
Oh wait, no...that was just my reflection. LOL! Damn...fools me every time...
*walks off shaking her head at her own foolishness*
BT i see your sly charm. Your response to Patti about gravy. I would call that currying favour or cooking up a plot.
Patty, I wouldn't waste a good source of income by eel taxidermy, however, I remember Eric saying that Spike (or was it Lefty?) had a bit of a problem that way. Don't worry too much, though. If you remember, I had them put an a bus to Ekatahuna, which is New Zealand's equivalent of a black hole. There is some dispute over its actual existence, and no record of anything sent there ever being seen again. I know the fish which you refer to, a friend has one. It bends it the middle and sings singularly mindless ditties which I fortunately can't recall. (Any one not believing in the power of suggestion note that within minutes of me writing this he rang me up for the first time in over a year, looking for a buddy to have a drink with. Bridge in half an hour gave me an excuse to duck and run.)
Golem Zero, I believe that it's an old ablutive joke that I first saw in cartoon form over thirty years ago. The Jackalope replaced a large porous leaf. (And has been in it one way or the other ever since.) Stay well upwind of Jackalopes.
Of course no one mentions the lonely owl hiding away who got sprayed underfoot and that's how he got his call:
"too wet to woo!"
A singularly gormless owl. If it wanted to pursue a Jackalope with amorous intent, definitely too wet to woo.


















sixtyorso 3 years ago
BT you and Spryte hooking up in the woods hmm. Sprytealopes or Jackalytes. Imagine Jackalopes with fairy (???) wings and 3 wishes to give out (3rdalien comes to mind here). Are you prepared to bear all and name the poor bear.