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The Fly There once was a happy little fly buzzing around a barn one day, when she happened upon a large pile of fresh cow manure. Since it had been hours since her last meal and she was feeling hunger pains, she flew down to the irresistible delicacy and began to munch out. She
ate... and ate... and then .. she ate some more!!! She
washed her face with her tiny front legs, belched a few times, then
attempted to fly away. But alas... She
looked around, wondering what to do about this unpleasant situation,
when she spotted a pitchfork leaning upright against the barn wall. She realized if she could just become airborne she'd be able to fly again. So,
she painstakingly climbed to the top of the handle. The
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Pigeon's Law of Gambling: Your luck is always on the other table. |