A crocodile inherited an earthenware milk crock. The crocodile was pleased with his inheritance but disappointed that the crock was not filled with shiny gold coins. He gazed at the crock then mused, "I will trick a cow into filling my crock with milk then I will establish a limited liability corporation to market the milk and use the money I earn to buy a rooster and several hens. My hens will lay eggs every day so I shall establish yet another limited liability corporation to sell the eggs for gold coins with which I shall fill my crock till it overflows. Then I shall use the excess coins to purchase many hand-tailored, three-piece, pinstripe suits made of the finest silks which will signify to the world that I am a successful, self-made crocodile. I will then cultivate lots of favorable political alliances and self-serving business partnerships that will enable me to parlay my empty milk crock into a first-class financial empire and allow me to rule this mucky swamp forever. I will stroll upright on my hind legs and all the lowly swamp creatures will marvel at my god-like stature and my reptilian righteousness!" Then, in an elated moment of jubilant celebration, he tossed the crock into the air and it fell to the ground where it broke into thousands upon thousands of tiny pieces.
Moral: Many are satisfied just to have a pot to piss in.
Posted: Wednesday, September 29, 2010
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Red Skelton once spoke of the very poor snake that didn't even have a pit to hiss in. :-)