SpectralDragoon
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This is best told live but.... eh, I'll give it a go.
Its long though, bear with me.
A fly.
A fly is doing what flies do... what else... flying. Yes he's flying above a lake in the middle of a forest.
The fish.
There's a fish swimming in the lake and he sees this fly, and he's hungry. Its lunch time. So the fish thinks to himself:
"Man, he's too high. If that fly would just drop down six inches, he'll be low enough that I can jump out of the water and eat him, and get back in the water before I die. Just six inches and I'll have fly lunch."
The bear.
The bear is walking alongside this lake, and he sees the fly, and he sees the fish swimming below the surface. And the bear's stomach growls, he's hungry. The bear thinks to himself:
"Hmm... I bet if that fly would just drop six inches, that the fish would jump out of the water to eat him, and I'd be able to snatch that fish right out of the air with my paws, and eat him for lunch."
The hunter.
The hunter has crept up on the bear very quietly. He has the bear in his sights, and also sees the fish and the fly. As he puts the bear back into the sight of his scope, he's thinking to himself:
"I betcha if that fly drops six inches, that fish'll go for the fly, the bear will snatch the fish, and BAM, I'll shoot that bear in the head and have a nice big trophy for my wall and a warm cozy rug for my floor."
The mouse.
The mouse scrunches his nose up and looks around at what's going on. He gives a little squeak, and thinks in his tiny little brain:
"If that fly drops six inches, and the fish gets him, the bear gets the fish, the hunter will shoot the bear, I bet he won't even notice me snatching that sandwich from his pocket!"
The cat.
The cat sees EVERYthing. He's stalking through the tall grass real low to the ground. And he's thinking to himself:
"This is a great day. This is going to be SO easy. If that fly would just drop sx inches... the fish will get the fly, the bear will get the fish, the hunter will shoot the bear, that mouse will be trying to get that sandwich, and I'll snatch 'em, and have him AND a sandwich for lunch! Hehehe, yep, this is gonna be great." And he licks his lips.
And then... it happens.
The fly drops six inches
The fish jumps up and swallows the fly
The bear swipes up that fish with his paws
The hunter pulls the trigger and BAM, the bear drops dead
The mouse scrambles up and tugs the sandwich out of the hunters pocket while he goes to check out the kill
And...the cat POUNCES!!!
~~~~~~~ SPLASH ~~~~~~~
The cat misses, and lands in the lake.
The moral of this story:
When a fly drops six inches, Pussy's bound to get wet.
Its long though, bear with me.
A fly.
A fly is doing what flies do... what else... flying. Yes he's flying above a lake in the middle of a forest.
The fish.
There's a fish swimming in the lake and he sees this fly, and he's hungry. Its lunch time. So the fish thinks to himself:
"Man, he's too high. If that fly would just drop down six inches, he'll be low enough that I can jump out of the water and eat him, and get back in the water before I die. Just six inches and I'll have fly lunch."
The bear.
The bear is walking alongside this lake, and he sees the fly, and he sees the fish swimming below the surface. And the bear's stomach growls, he's hungry. The bear thinks to himself:
"Hmm... I bet if that fly would just drop six inches, that the fish would jump out of the water to eat him, and I'd be able to snatch that fish right out of the air with my paws, and eat him for lunch."
The hunter.
The hunter has crept up on the bear very quietly. He has the bear in his sights, and also sees the fish and the fly. As he puts the bear back into the sight of his scope, he's thinking to himself:
"I betcha if that fly drops six inches, that fish'll go for the fly, the bear will snatch the fish, and BAM, I'll shoot that bear in the head and have a nice big trophy for my wall and a warm cozy rug for my floor."
The mouse.
The mouse scrunches his nose up and looks around at what's going on. He gives a little squeak, and thinks in his tiny little brain:
"If that fly drops six inches, and the fish gets him, the bear gets the fish, the hunter will shoot the bear, I bet he won't even notice me snatching that sandwich from his pocket!"
The cat.
The cat sees EVERYthing. He's stalking through the tall grass real low to the ground. And he's thinking to himself:
"This is a great day. This is going to be SO easy. If that fly would just drop sx inches... the fish will get the fly, the bear will get the fish, the hunter will shoot the bear, that mouse will be trying to get that sandwich, and I'll snatch 'em, and have him AND a sandwich for lunch! Hehehe, yep, this is gonna be great." And he licks his lips.
And then... it happens.
The fly drops six inches
The fish jumps up and swallows the fly
The bear swipes up that fish with his paws
The hunter pulls the trigger and BAM, the bear drops dead
The mouse scrambles up and tugs the sandwich out of the hunters pocket while he goes to check out the kill
And...the cat POUNCES!!!
~~~~~~~ SPLASH ~~~~~~~
The cat misses, and lands in the lake.
The moral of this story:
When a fly drops six inches, Pussy's bound to get wet.
