Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
An original story by Francisco...
Once there were four guys, each walking alone down the street of life. The first guy completely oblivious to his surrounding walks straight through a ginormous heaping pile of Great Dane sh1t. He thinks to himself "How the hell do dogs sh1t so often and in so many places? I wonder how long it's going to be before I walk through another ginormous heaping pile of Great Dane sh1t?" He continues on his merry way.
The second guy walking down the same street of life and spies ahead of him the same heaping pile of dog dung. He pauses, closes his eyes, runs and start doing cartwheels and his left hand goes directly into the pile. He loses momentum and falls on his ass. He then says to himself "Wow, I can't believe I fell into another pile of sh1t. Next time instead of doing a cartwheel I am going to do a backwards handspring" and walks off on his merry way.
The third guy comes along the same street with the same steaming heaping pile of doom right ahead of him. He keeps walking, steps right into the pile and stops. He then starts screaming at the top of his lungs "SON OF A B1TCH!!! THERE'S SH1T ALL OVER THE FVCKING WORLD!!! YOU CAN'T GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT STEPPING IN SH1T!!! LOOK AT THIS, IT'S OVER MY FVCKING ANKLES!!!!"
The fourth guy comes along the same street and sees the huge, fly ridden pile of crap. He turns a bit in order to walk around the pile. As he walks past he sees the third guy still standing in the pile screaming at the top of his lungs. The forth guy just shrugs and continues to walk around the spectacle but as he begins to turn back onto the clean path he almost miss seeing a $20 bill on the ground. He puts the bill into his wallet, steps back onto the clear path and continues his journey a little richer.
Moral: When walking down the path of life, walk tall and keep a vigilant eye and make mindful adjustments. It could mean the difference between falling to fate or finding your fortune...
"What's in your wallet?"
The second guy walking down the same street of life and spies ahead of him the same heaping pile of dog dung. He pauses, closes his eyes, runs and start doing cartwheels and his left hand goes directly into the pile. He loses momentum and falls on his ass. He then says to himself "Wow, I can't believe I fell into another pile of sh1t. Next time instead of doing a cartwheel I am going to do a backwards handspring" and walks off on his merry way.
The third guy comes along the same street with the same steaming heaping pile of doom right ahead of him. He keeps walking, steps right into the pile and stops. He then starts screaming at the top of his lungs "SON OF A B1TCH!!! THERE'S SH1T ALL OVER THE FVCKING WORLD!!! YOU CAN'T GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT STEPPING IN SH1T!!! LOOK AT THIS, IT'S OVER MY FVCKING ANKLES!!!!"
The fourth guy comes along the same street and sees the huge, fly ridden pile of crap. He turns a bit in order to walk around the pile. As he walks past he sees the third guy still standing in the pile screaming at the top of his lungs. The forth guy just shrugs and continues to walk around the spectacle but as he begins to turn back onto the clean path he almost miss seeing a $20 bill on the ground. He puts the bill into his wallet, steps back onto the clear path and continues his journey a little richer.
Moral: When walking down the path of life, walk tall and keep a vigilant eye and make mindful adjustments. It could mean the difference between falling to fate or finding your fortune...
"What's in your wallet?"