Once there was a clown who spent all day and night long riding around in a perfect loop on his tricycle. He spent so long at this that the ground became soft, the weels flat a cumbersum, and one day it rained heavly and the clown cycled onwards, the sun came out an the earth became dry. The clown decide to alter his direction but couldn\'t as he had dug a 4 foot deep trench from all his cycling.
The moral of the story is not to super glue your feet to your socks, your socks to your shoes, you shoes to you tri-cycle, least youll never beable to leave the track you have set for yourself.
