Have I ever told any of you the one about the little bird that forgot to fly south for the winter?
Not me! You should tell it.
Very well then. (All of my Protector buddies should recall this...)
Once upon a time there was a little bird that forgot to fly south for the winter...
That evening, as it began to grow very cold, the little bird decided to rest in a tree which was located in the middle of a cow pasture. The wind began to blow and snow began to fall and the poor little bird thought repeatedly, "If only I would have flown south with my friends...But, if I can make it through the night I shall join them tomorrow." Suddenly the branch on which he was seated gave way and the little bird fell onto the frozen field. "Alas, this is the end. Goodbye cruel world!" he exclaimed.
A cow came walking by, saw the little bird, and proceeded to poop on it.
"I cannot even die with dignity...farewell...everyone..." whispered little bird.
But the story has not yet ended.
For you see, that poop, it was so warm and so thoroughly covering the little bird that he began to recover. "I will live! And tomorrow I will get cleaned up and fly south to all of my friends." He was so happy that he began to sing.
Sadly, this story does not have a happy ending. For you see...
A fox came walking by, heard the little bird, dug it out of the dung and ate it.
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The moral(s) of the story...
1. Not everyone who poops on you is your enemy.
2. Not everyone who pulls you out of poop is your friend.
3. When you're up to your neck in poop...KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!
(Reflect upon this my dear friends for herein abides true wisdom.)
AIB
