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A young adventurer decided he was up for a challenge so went down to Austrailia. Rented a rover and headed to the outback for a drive across what he was told was a no-man's land. Sure enough, a few hundred miles in and from Nowhere he found the Rover to be overheated beyond any field repair. Rather than pour the remainder of his water into the dying beast he grabbed his maps and water to continue his journey afoot. The map he'd purchased indicated a town about fifty miles further in the direction he was already going so his only chance was to reach that town. The map said it was called "Mercy"...
The lad trekked for hours, exhausting himself and the last of his water.
Hours more and he thought he could see something along the dusty rutted "road" about a quarter-mile away. With monumental effort he managed to walk and crawl the distance and came upon a sign: "Welcome to Mercy. Population 6".
Looking down the road he could see three small clabboard houses sitting in a row along the path. He crawled his way to the first and knocked on the side of the dwelling... "Water!" was about all he could croak out. The knock was answered by an old fella with a grizzled beard. In surprise the old guy told the stranger: "No water hereabouts! All we got is koala tea." The adventurer could only nod and motion to the man he needed something. The old guy left for the inside of the shack and retruned with a tin cup and handed it to the wanderer.
One look into the cup convinced the thirst crazed man he couldn't drink... bits of fur and a claw were floating on the top of the noxious beverage. He summoned what strength he had in reserve and decided he'd try the next house. It turned out the same way. One more to go and he pulled himself to the last door with whatever he had left. The scenerio played out much the same way the third time. But if anything was different the offering was worse than the last. An eyeball floating in the cup was just beyond his ability to swallow. Literally. The poor hapless fella died right there.
And of course the moral of this grizzly tale (with profuse apologies to The Bard and dear Portia) is:
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"The koala tea of Mercy is not strained!"[/QUOTE]</div>
The lad trekked for hours, exhausting himself and the last of his water.
Hours more and he thought he could see something along the dusty rutted "road" about a quarter-mile away. With monumental effort he managed to walk and crawl the distance and came upon a sign: "Welcome to Mercy. Population 6".
Looking down the road he could see three small clabboard houses sitting in a row along the path. He crawled his way to the first and knocked on the side of the dwelling... "Water!" was about all he could croak out. The knock was answered by an old fella with a grizzled beard. In surprise the old guy told the stranger: "No water hereabouts! All we got is koala tea." The adventurer could only nod and motion to the man he needed something. The old guy left for the inside of the shack and retruned with a tin cup and handed it to the wanderer.
One look into the cup convinced the thirst crazed man he couldn't drink... bits of fur and a claw were floating on the top of the noxious beverage. He summoned what strength he had in reserve and decided he'd try the next house. It turned out the same way. One more to go and he pulled himself to the last door with whatever he had left. The scenerio played out much the same way the third time. But if anything was different the offering was worse than the last. An eyeball floating in the cup was just beyond his ability to swallow. Literally. The poor hapless fella died right there.
And of course the moral of this grizzly tale (with profuse apologies to The Bard and dear Portia) is:
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"The koala tea of Mercy is not strained!"[/QUOTE]</div>
