"Barbecue's good," said Brer Rabbit. "Anything but the briar-patch!"
"No kindling for fire, so I'm gonna hang you."
"Hanging's fine. Just don't fling me in the briar-patch!"
"No rope for hanging; better skin you."
"Skin me now, so long as it's not in the briar-patch."
"No knife for skinning; I might as well drown you."
"Drown me please! Anything but the briar-patch."
So Fox finally picked the Rabbit up and flung him in the briar-patch.
Rabbit hooted happily, "Bred and born in a briar-patch!"
Then he scampered away.
Inspired by: Uncle Remus: His Songs and Sayings by Joel Chandler Harris: How Mr. Rabbit Was Too Sharp for Mr. Fox.
Notes: This incident follows Fox catching Rabbit with the tar-baby.