Once upon a time, there was a little lost bird flying over freezing winter fields.
It was so cold that the little bird froze in mid-air and fell like a rock.
Where he landed, a cow dropped a great, big pile of steaming, stinky $#!+ on him.
Revived by the warmth of the stinky $#!+, the bird began to sing for joy.
A cat heard him and dug him out.
Then the cat ate him.
~THE END~
The morals of the story are:
1) Not everyone that drops $#!+ on you is your enemy.
2) Not everyone who gets you out of $#!+ is your friend.
And finally,
3) If you ever find yourself in deep $#!+, ALWAYS remember to keep your mouth shut.
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Hope y'all learn something from this little story.
If ya like it, please don't hesitate to share it... And please give me a star, will ya?
2007-07-06
01:02:48
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Gamer_Nikko™
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Why, thank you Mickey! I didn't know you knew me personally.
2007-07-06
01:10:27 ·
update #1