The fly (Dana will like this one, there a kitty in the story)
This is a story about a fly, a fish, a bear, a hunter, a mouse and a cat. There is a moral to this story, but not exactly the one most of us are expecting!
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 the fish!!"
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."
Now, 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
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Originally Posted by Suki
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I should 
... lol... 
... what a Dick I'm thinking.. we pull over to the shoulder.. I get out, check my damage (minimal since I drive an SUV).. he doesn't budge from his cozy driver's seat in his F*CKTaurus (that will need a new 1-pc bumper).. about 15 mins later, he comes to my car (after I see him using his cell phone) and tells me the state patrol is on their way.. I said great, I'll be sure to let them know how you cut me off, no signal, and then slammed on your brakes for no reason.. he proceeds to try and slam my car door in my face.. 
.. State Patrol arrives, hears my story.. listens to his version - all lies btw.. state trooper tells me the gentleman's name is MR. DICK !! The Trooper and I both have a good laugh over this... he proceeds to write Mr. DickHead a reckless driving ticket and I go scott free... 
