There once was a happy little fly buzzing around a barn one day, when
she happened upon a large pile of fresh cow manure. Since it had been
hours since her last meal and she was feeling hunger pains, she flew down
to the irresistible delicacy and began to munch out. She ate... and
ate... and then... she ate some more!

Finally, she decided she'd had plenty. She washed her face with her
tiny front legs, belched a few times, then attempted to fly away. But
alas...she had pigged out far too much and could not get off the ground.

She looked around wondering what to do about this unpleasant situation
when she spotted a pitchfork leaning upright against the barn wall.

She found a solution! She realized if she could just become airborne
she'd be able to fly again.

So, she painstakingly, climbed to the top of the handle. Once there,
she took a deep breath, spread her tiny wings and leaped confidently into
the air. She dropped like a rock and splattered all over the floor...

DEAD FLY...

The moral of this sad story?

Never fly off the handle when you know you're full of SHIT!