A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold that the bird froze in the air and fell to the ground in an Amish barn yard. While it was there a cow came by and dropped some manure on it. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of manure, it realized that it was thawing out. He lay there all warm and happy, and soon he began to flutter and sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and ran over to investigate. The cat found the bird in the manure, dug him out and ate him.
Morals to the story:
a) Not everyone who drops manure on you is your enemy.
b) Not everyone who gets you out of manure is your friend.
c) When you’re in manure over your head, better keep your mouth shut!
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
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