Subject: Fwd: Fw: The Fly — NOT what you expect!!!! Date: Sat, 01 Jan 4501 05:00:00 +0000 <html> <blockquote type=cite class=cite cite><br> <br> <blockquote type=cite class=cite cite><blockquote type=cite class=cite cite><blockquote type=cite class=cite cite>In the dead of summer a fly was resting on a leaf beside a lake. A<br> 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<br> refreshed.fiquot;<br> <br> There was a fish in the water thinking, "gosh...if that fly goes down<br> three inches I can eat him."<br> <br> There was a bear on the shore thinking, "gosh...if that fly goes down<br> three inches...that fish will jump for the fly... and I will eat him."<br> <br> It also happened that a hunter was farther up the bank of the lake<br> preparing to eat a cheese sandwich. "Gosh," he thought, "If that fly<br> goes down three inches...and that fish leaps for it...that bear will<br> expose himself and grab for the fish. I'll shoot the bear and then have a proper lunch."<br> <br> You probably think this is enough activity for one bank of a lake, but<br> I can tell you there was more.<br> <br> A wee mouse by the hunter's foot was thinking, "gosh...if that fly<br> 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."<br> <br> A cat lurking in the bushes took in this scene and thought, as was<br> fashionable to do on the banks of this particular lake around lunch<br> time, gosh...if that fly goes down three inches... and that fish jumps<br> for that fly... and that bear grabs for that fish..and that hunter shoots<br> that bear...and that mouse makes off with the cheese sandwich....then<br> I can have mouse for lunch."<br> <br> The poor fly is fi