Little bird freezing in the cold. A Samaritan picked him up and stuck him in a fresh warm pile of dung. The heat revived him and he felt better and began to sing. A fox heard him, grabbed him and ate him. Moral of the story: The one who gets you in the crap is not always your enemy. The one who gets you out of the crap is not always your friend. And when you’re up to your neck in crap is not the time to sing.
Little bird freezing in the cold. A Samaritan picked him up and stuck him in a fresh warm pile of dung. The heat revived him and he felt better and began to sing. A fox heard him, grabbed him and ate him. Moral of the story: The one who gets you in the crap is not always your enemy. The one who gets you out of the crap is not always your friend. And when you’re up to your neck in crap is not the time to sing.