I have an important story to share with you, something utterly heartwarming and just in time for the holidays. Few have finshed this story with a dry eye... and none have ever walked away without an important lesson...about life as we know it.

So, there was a bird. and he lived a happy life. He fluttered around with his flock, he sang songs, and he dug slimy wet squirming worms out of the ground and pecked their entrails out.

Then he regugitated them.

Birds habits aside, winter was coming, and all the bird's friends were stretching their wings and getting ready for a trip.

The bird wondered why. He asked his friend, Tweety why they were doing this.

"Why, we gotta get away from the puddytat!"

The bird, not quite following this, went to ask his other friend, qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm.

"Well, we gotta fly south," qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm explained. "If we don't it will get too cold and we will freeze."

The bird thought this was stupid.

"I'll stay warm enough here." he thought.

So his friends flew south without him.

Days passed. It got colder, and colder, and finally the little bird lay on the ground shaking and hoping for a quick death. He wished he had listened to his friends.

Suddenly, a huge clomping caught his attention. Raising his head, he saw the worst thing you could possibly see while laying on the ground freezing to death and wishing you would have flown south with your friends-

No. Not Miley Cyrus. Worse.

A huge cow. Ready to erm, "unload' for the night.

And so the cow did his business; on the little bird.

Between gagging and threatening the cow's life, the bird realized something- he was now WARM.

And so, resigning himself to a painful night, he fell asleep.

Ony to wake up, to find that he was tsuck in it.

He struggled fruitlessly. Then, out of the bushes, came a fox. The fox realized the bird's predicament, then padded over to help.

"Uh, you need an help?" he asked

"YES," the litte bird gasped.

So carefully, the fox removed the bird and sat back.

"Thanks a bunch," the bird said.

Then the fox ate him.

A little unsanitary.

 

Theres probably a morale in that. Look for it yourself, you deadbeat.

lolololol! OMG! what kind of story is that?! lol, poor bird:(

 

I really can't see a morale in there, lol

that's a story and the morale is Be prepared i think

The story's kinda funny. XDD

I think the moral of the story is kinda like what the person above said, be more aware of your surroundings and listen to common sense or something? But don't trust foxes. o.o;;

/shotshotshot

I couldn't really tell

 

Moral= Lesson

Morale= how somebody feels emotionally

since I dont have urgent business to take care of (and my mom isnt yelling at me to do the dishes) I shall post my dad's moral-

What may, at first, look horrible, may end up being your est friend, and what may, at first, seem your friend, may actually be thinking about how you taste with a little lemon and a pich of pepper.

But alot of opinions can come out of this story.

I can only say one thing:

 

L...M...F...A...O

AHAHAHA! I remember this thread! I'm a wonderful author. Merry Christmas.

???? Um how is this funny????

I admit it's not as ridiculous as your face. But I think with a bit more thought, (maybe alot for you) you might just get it.

I admit it's not as ridiculous as your face. But I think with a bit more thought, (maybe alot for you) you might just get it.

 

O_O Did you just say what I thought you said!:x :x :x :x :x

Oblivion you never fail to make me lol