There was a fly speeding around a farm one day when he came upon a fresh pile of fresh cow manure. Since it had been hours since his last meal, he landed on it and began to eat. He ate and ate and ate more and more. Finally, he decided he had enough and tried to fly off. He had eaten too much though, and could not get airborne. As he looked around wondering what to do, he seen a pitchfork up against the wall. He climbed to the very top of the pitchfork handle and jumped off, thinking that once he got airborne, he would be OK. Well, he was wrong and dropped to the ground, splatting when he hit the floor. Dead as dead could be. The moral to the story is: Never fly off the handle when you know you're full of shit.