A tired man decides he needs to get away from it all.
ole tribe rejoices.
Confused, but desperate, the man obliges, and the tribe leader brings him to a small room. At peace, the man falls right asleep.
But suddenly, in the middle of the night, the man is jolted awake by a piercing call in the distance.
He rushes to his window. All of the tribesman are outside _having sex with caribou!_
“What?! I must be dreaming,” says the man. He falls back asleep and tries to forget what he saw.
A day passes, and the next night at 12 sharp the man’s sleep is once again interrupted.
Again, he looks outside. Sure enough, a herd of Caribou comes running, and the tribesmen start having sex with them. He slams his blinds shut, and tries to forget once again.
Overwhelmed with disgust, he decides to approach the leader the next day.
“You guys aren’t having sex with Caribou, right?”
“Ah yes, naive brother! We’re all men and have needs. Caribou make great sexual partners - one day you will find your own.”
“Fuck that!” he exclaims, storming off. But he knows it is his only shelter for miles - he decides to stay for longer despite it.
Weeks, and then months go by.
The call rattles his windows every night. Eventually, his mind starts to wander.
“I am really fucking horny,” he mumbles to himself one evening. “Maybe I’ll just try it once.”
Midnight comes around, and the man nervously goes into the village with the other tribespeople. The clock strikes 12.
He calls with everyone else. As promised, a whole herd of caribou comes trotting towards them.
The man awkwardly picks one out, pulls down his pants, and starts having sex with it.
Immediately all the tribesmen stop what they’re doing, and stare at the man in terror.
“WHAT are you doing brother?!” the leader pleads.
“What do you mean?? Everyone does this! You all have sex with caribou, too!”
“Yeah, of course we do,” said the tribe leader, “but that’s the ugliest fucking caribou I’ve ever seen!” Read More