some one once told mi this story..
there is this little bird..
Winter coming but he dun wan fly…
to find a place where is warmth..
in the Freezing cold winter the bird search for warmth and comfort..
he pass by this farm where there alot of bull..
he ask for help…
the bull shit on him..
then walk away…
tt keep the bird warm for the whole winter..
summer come…
flower blossom…
a hungry fox passby the farm and heard some one crying for help..
the fox trace the sound and come to a poo of shit…
then fox dig the shit..
wash the bird…
feed the bird…
after 3 day the fox eat the bird up…
wads the moral of the story…
“someone” ask…. i tell him…
i understand..
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