The Fly
There was a fly buzzing
around a barn one day when he happened on a
pile of fresh cow manure. Due to the fact
that it had been hours since his last meal,
he flew down and began to eat. He ate and ate
and ate. Finally, he decided he had eaten
enough and tried to fly away. He had eaten
too much though, and could not get off the
ground. As he looked around wondering what to
do now, he spotted a pitchfork leaning up
against the wall. He climbed to the top of
the handle and jumped off, thinking that once
he got airborne, he would be able to take
flight. Unfortunately he was wrong and
dropped like a rock, splatting when he hit
the floor. Dead.
The moral of this story is: Never fly off the
handle when you know you're full of
shit.
