i've quite been keeping mum about things that i feel that i don't need to say, or i don't feel like saying, or maybe things that may cause trouble to others if i say it out. however, if BIG things do happen - and i mean BIG ones, like i'm forced not to tell it out or once in a lifetime things - it's really hard to shut up.
SO, let's talk about smth quite serious. one fine day uncle sam's school of frogs were called out for a hunt; their prince knew this day would be a great day since history had shown that algae loved to grow at its peak every three months, and that this day would have the most food count.
as usual, these amphibious creatures were quite scared to dive underwater after living on land for most of their lives. so they practised swimming on shallow waters first before the hunt.
however, amongst them all, the prince didn't need the practise, all because he was the most experienced and knew how to hunt even before the younger ones were born.
after this mini swim, all gathered back to the jetty before heading to the deeper parts of the river. the prince decided that he would teach the rest how to swim by demonstrating, and he swam to the middle of the river and back to shore.
and his strokes in water were to use their legs and maintaining a streamline posture; so if the belly's too heavy, he must pop his bottom higher to counter that downward thing, and yadadadadadada. those physics things.
next, the prince sent his most blur junior frog to do a swim like he did, with the idea of 'if he can, everything'd be a breeze'.
at first, he managed to get to the centre. but before he u-turned, his butt started to bulge up really high. in his mind, he recalled that the prince told him to raise his hips so he wouldn't sink, but by doing this he was stationary with his legs kicking the water.
his friends noticed this and began shouting to him "butt down butt down!!" somehow he managed to hear despite the distance, about 1 km or so, which prompt him to relax his abdominal muscles and let those heavy fats on his belly sag. the posture went down and eventually drove his head down into the water... it plunged down like the titanic and bloop bloop bloop.
they tried to call for the prince's help. everyone wanted to be a lifeguard and the hero, but that blur sinking soul was really too heavy. so the prince tried to gather his tools to drag that fellow back to shore.
somehow, the king noticed this critical situation and news spread like wild fire.
two hours later, all the tools were in place. including the reinforcements, everyone hooked and pulled the ropes onto the poor soul like the game of tug of war game and that soul was saved. the biggest trouble was, all the algae were swept aside when the saving was done. which means, no food for the next three months, and they all lived happily never after in a world without food.
well, if you ever think that life's over, you're wrong. in any kingdom, when anything wrong has been done, the king would look for those responsible for the problem. uncle sam wanted no one to be blamed, so in a court case, he tried defending everyone around. instead, he pushed over to the system, the method of teaching and blaming acts of irresponsibility by the teachers through the lack of concern for the surroundings... so in the end, everyone learnt their lesson that swimming at deeper waters are not safe for frogs, which is why you never see them at sea!
the end.
why this news now? why not earlier? will things have changed if things were out? why tell lies? worse, why 'don't know'? why made me think of them earlier for adrian's question? why no guts? why weak? why regret? why blame? why so loud in front of cheeks and hen? why still do that? like andrew said, old flames never die :)
