There was a fly buzzing around a barn one day when he
happened on a pile of fresh cow manure. Due to the
fact that it had been hours since his last meal, he
flew down and began to eat. He ate and ate and ate.
Finally, he decided he had eaten enough and tried to
fly away. He had eaten too much though, and could not
get off the ground. As he looked around wondering
what to do now, he spotted a pitchfork leaning up
against the wall.
He climbed to the top of the handle and jumped off,
thinking that once he got airborne, he would be able
to take flight. Unfortunately he was wrong and dropped
like a rock, splatting when he hit the floor. Dead.