GRUNT
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Once upon a time there was a nonconforming sparrow who decided not to
fly south for the winter. However, soon the weather turned so cold that he
reluctantly started to fly south. In a short time ice began to form on his
wings and he fell to earth in a barnyard, almost frozen. A cow passed by
and crapped on the little sparrow.
The sparrow thought it was the end. But the manure warmed him and
defrosted his wings. Warm and happy, able to breathe, he started to sing.
Just then a large cat came by and, hearing the chirping, investigated the
sounds. The cat cleared away the manure, found the chirping bird, and
promptly ate him.
THE MORAL OF THE STORY
1) Everyone who craps on you is not necessarily your enemy.
2) Everyone who gets you out of the crap is not necessarily your
friend.
3) And if you're warm and happy in a pile of crap, keep your mouth
shut.
fly south for the winter. However, soon the weather turned so cold that he
reluctantly started to fly south. In a short time ice began to form on his
wings and he fell to earth in a barnyard, almost frozen. A cow passed by
and crapped on the little sparrow.
The sparrow thought it was the end. But the manure warmed him and
defrosted his wings. Warm and happy, able to breathe, he started to sing.
Just then a large cat came by and, hearing the chirping, investigated the
sounds. The cat cleared away the manure, found the chirping bird, and
promptly ate him.
THE MORAL OF THE STORY
1) Everyone who craps on you is not necessarily your enemy.
2) Everyone who gets you out of the crap is not necessarily your
friend.
3) And if you're warm and happy in a pile of crap, keep your mouth
shut.
