Once upon a time there was a corrupt mouse. He was so corrupt, so corrupt, that his cheeses in the hole were heaped by country and listed in alphabetical order. Whenever it was time for election campaign there came the corrupt rat wearing tie, hat, sunglasses and American accent.
His voters were the cats who applauded the corrupt rat very much.
"This is the savior of the nation," said one. "No, he is the enlightened," said another. "Long live the deputy mouse," and the cats applauded, cheered and cheered.
Only fox voters distrusted the deputy rat.
The older one said: we are already corrupt professionals, why the hell do they want the corrupt us to get in the way?
Moral of the story: do not judge animals, for it is men who are corrupt, not rats.
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