There was this small pond in the woods and above it a fly was buzzing back and forth.
On the edge of the pond was a frog. The frog thought to itself, “If only that buzzing fly were a little lower I could hop up over the pond and eat it for my lunch.”
On a branch in the tree next to the pond was a bird watching the frog below. The bird thought to itself, “If only that buzzing fly were a little lower that frog would jump out over the pond and I’ll sweep down to snatch that frog and eat it for my lunch.”
The bird was unaware of a cat on a higher branch in that tree next to the pond. The cat was watching what was transpiring below and thought to itself, “If only that buzzing fly were a little lower that frog would jump up to catch it and as soon as that bird takes off to catch the frog I’ll jump off this branch to catch it in mid flight to eat it for my lunch.”
A moment later the buzzing fly flew a little lower and the frog leapt up to catch it. The bird swooped down to catch the frog. The cat pounced after the bird, jumping out over the pond...and missed.
And do you know the morale of the story?
When the fly drops the pussy’s going to get wet.
On a side note: I didn’t know at the time why my mother was unhappy with my grandfather when I told the joke later that day.
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