[Jokes] How rude!

[Rich Andrews]

In the dead of summer a fly was resting on a leaf   beside a lake. A 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 eat 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 for one bank of a lake, 
but...there was 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, "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 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 danger.