Once, there was a little frog, sitting by the river. A scorpion comes along, and asks the frog for some help.
"What do you want me to do," asked the frog.
The scorpion asked the frog to carry him across the river.
"But you are a scorpion, and you sting things by your nature."
"Well, I cannot deny that," admitted the scorpion.
"Still, I propose a deal," said the frog. "I'll carry you across the river and you must promise not to sting me."
"It is a deal."
The scorpion climbed onto the frog's back, and they set out across the river. They made it about halfway when the scorpion suddenly stung the frog.
"Why would you do something so foolish?" asked the frog. "Now we shall both die."
The moral: Scorpions are jerks.
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Thursday, October 4, 2007
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