Thursday, June 08, 2006 - 07:21 pm, by: Peter Nitschke(Pen)
In the dead of summer a fly was resting on a leaf beside a lake.
The hot, dry fly who said to no one in particular, "Gosh. if I go down three inches. I will feel the mist from the water and I will be refreshed.
There was a fish in the water thinking, "Gosh. if that fly goes down three inches, I can eat him.
There was a bear on the shore thinking, "Gosh. if that fly goes down three inches that fish will jump for the fly. and I will grab him".
It also happened that a hunter was farther up the bank of the lake preparing to eat a cheese sandwich. "Gosh," he thought, "if that fly goes down three inches. and that fish leaps for it. that bear will expose himself and grab for the fish. I'll shoot the bear and have a proper lunch.
You probably think this is enough activity on one bank of a lake, but I can tell you there's more.
A wee mouse by the hunter's foot was thinking, "Gosh. if that fly goes down three inches. and that fish jumps for that fly. and that bear grabs for that fish. the dumb hunter will shoot the bear and drop his cheese sandwich.
A cat lurking in the bushes took in this scene and thought, as was fashionable to do on the banks of this particular lake around lunch time.
"Gosh. if that fly goes down three inches. and that fish jumps for that fly. and that bear grabs for that fish and that hunter shoots that bear. and that mouse makes off with the cheese sandwich. then I can have mouse for lunch.
The poor fly is finally so hot and so dry that he heads down for the cooling mist of the water.
The fish swallows the fly. the bear grabs the fish. the hunter shoots the bear. the mouse grabs the cheese sandwich. the cat jumps for the mouse. the mouse ducks. the cat falls into the water and drowns.
The moral of the story is: Whenever a fly goes down three inches, some pussy is in serious danger.
Don Bagnall Moderator New Zealand I have LESS Soarers than Hayden :-(
Saturday, June 10, 2006 - 06:59 pm, by: Gary Morriss(Gaza)
Dear Sirs:
I am writing to ask your help in locating my missing wife.We were on a wonderful trip to Africa for our honeymoon several months ago. On our flight back, we had a connection in England and somehow became separated. I had her paged for several hours and then contacted local and international police to assist me in locating her. To date, all of our attempts to find her have been unsuccessful. I am now desperate to find my lost love and am trying to use the Internet to locate her. Please forward this to everyone you know so i can spread the word on locating my missing wife.
Sincerely,
Mr Adam Small Portland, Oregon, USA
After a few weeks search.....
Dear Mr Small:
We have found your wife in Africa of all places. However, it is unknown how she got here, nor is she able to talk because of lockjaw, but we are under the impression that she does not want to leave. We have tried for several days to bring her back home, but she is insistent on staying here. I have enclosed a picture for you to see that she is okay, and not let you worry because she is in good hands here in this village. Please contact us if there is anything else you might want to know.
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