a caravan was traveling though the desert one day. a hawk comes down to see what it was. his friend says, " wow they look like couches" he says, "those are not couches. those are resting wires." his friend disagrees again, " those are not resting wires, those are benches." it seems someone was carrying a caravan of futons in the desert. the bird looks down to see who would possibly be carrying a whole bunch of futons in the middle of the desert, and the other bird peers closely and says, " looks like ants are carrying futons through the desert." the other bird says," why would they be carrying futons in the middle of the desert, what do you think they are going to do with them?" and the other bird replies, " bon fire." "a bon fire? why would an ant need a bon fire in the middle of the hot desert?" " it get's cold at night." ". . . maybe they are planning on huddling up the couches and setting up a t.v. ~ to watch a movie with. . .in the middle of the desert." " maybe they are tired?" " maybe they will be tired after carrying a bunch of futons in the middle of the desert." " yes, but what's the point of carrying them in the middle of the desert of you're going to get tired?" " a work out maybe?" " ha! could be!" " . . . maybe they are building a fort out of the futons." "ah! that could be too." "let's watch and see what they do..." so the birds waited and watched to see what the ants would do with the futons . . . the ants marched all day and all night to the edge of the sea, then they tossed them into the sea. the fish then found the futons and began swimming them over across the ocean to the next continent, where they layed them upon the shore for the sea crabs and turtles to pick up. however the sea crabs and turtles did not want them either . . . so they hiked them to the edge of the jungle, where the ants in turn refound the futons.
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a caravan was traveling though the desert one day. a hawk comes down to see what it was. his friend says, " wow they look like couches" he says, "those are not couches. those are resting wires." his friend disagrees again, " those are not resting wires, those are benches." it seems someone was carrying a caravan of futons in the desert. the bird looks down to see who would possibly be carrying a whole bunch of futons in the middle of the desert, and the other bird peers closely and says, " looks like ants are carrying futons through the desert." the other bird says," why would they be carrying futons in the middle of the desert, what do you think they are going to do with them?" and the other bird replies, " bon fire." "a bon fire? why would an ant need a bon fire in the middle of the hot desert?" " it get's cold at night." ". . . maybe they are planning on huddling up the couches and setting up a t.v. ~ to watch a movie with. . .in the middle of the desert." " maybe they are tired?" " maybe they will be tired after carrying a bunch of futons in the middle of the desert." " yes, but what's the point of carrying them in the middle of the desert of you're going to get tired?" " a work out maybe?" " ha! could be!" " . . . maybe they are building a fort out of the futons." "ah! that could be too." "let's watch and see what they do..." so the birds waited and watched to see what the ants would do with the futons . . . the ants marched all day and all night to the edge of the sea, then they tossed them into the sea. the fish then found the futons and began swimming them over across the ocean to the next continent, where they layed them upon the shore for the sea crabs and turtles to pick up. however the sea crabs and turtles did not want them either . . . so they hiked them to the edge of the jungle, where the ants in turn refound the futons.
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