Sorry, your comment reminds me of this joke...
Two good 'Ol boys go hunting bear. The trip takes them into the wilderness. The talk along the way about how they're going to kill the bear and where they're going to mount his head. They park the car and off they trek. After some time they set a trap and wait. Just as they were getting bored of waiting, one of them gets a tap on the shoulder. He turns and behind him in a giant grizzly bear. He explains to them, as well as a talking bear can, that it's his forest and they have 2 options. He can tear them apart now and the next time someone sees them will be as scat. Or, they can bend over that log, as he points to a log and let the bear bugger 'em.
On the way back to their homes they plot their revenge on the bear, embarrased by what the Bears done to them.
The next weekend they load up, more guns and stake out the bear. Unfortunately, one of them gets a tap on the shoulder. It's the bear again. He tells them the options once more. Driving back home, trying to avoid every bump, they plot their ultimate revenge and fearing that if they don't get this bear, the story will get out about, the unfortunate option they've taken.
So, with an Arsenal of wide and ranging weapons and weapon types they head out. After several hours of setting up they wait and wait. Then, there's a tap tap on a shoulder. "Crap!" they both sigh. Both men turn. The bear standing there rears up, points to the log and says "you boys don't come here for the hunting, do you?"
I heard that 1st by a mate who's a Doc who was the Doc fo the weightlifters, he'd have a new one almost daily.