Once there was a non-conformist barn swallow, who decided he wouldn’t

fly south for the winter.

 

But very soon the weather turned cold and snowy, so reluctantly the little

fellow headed south. However his wings soon began to ice up in the storm,

and he finally fell to earth landing in a barnyard.

 

A passing cow shit on the poor little fellow, but it made him nice and warm

so he began to chirp. A large cat walking by, heard the chirping and

immediately ate him.

 

There are three morals to this story;

1. He who shits on you is not necessarily your enemy.
2. He who gets you out of shit is not necessarily your friend
3. If your warm and comfortable and in a pile of shit keep your mouth shut.