Subject: Just remember this little story

A happy, little fly was buzzing around a barn one day, when she
happened upon a large pile of fresh horse manure. Since it had
been hours since her last meal and she was feeling hunger pangs,
she flew down to the irresistible delicacy and began to munch out.

She ate... And ate...and then .. she ate some more!!! Finally, she
decided she'd had plenty. She washed her face with her tiny front
legs, belched a few times, then attempted to fly away.

But alas...  she had pigged out far too much and could not get off
the ground.  She looked around wondering what to do about this
unpleasant situation when she spotted a pitchfork leaning upright
against the barn wall.

She'd found a solution!! She realized if she could just become air-
borne she'd be able to fly again. So, she painstakingly, climbed to
the top of the handle. Once there, she took a deep breath, spread
her tiny fly wings, and leaped confidently into the air....

....and dropped like a rock to her death.

The moral of the story?


Never fly off the handle when you know you're full of shit.