"Despite the International acknowledgment

"Despite the International acknowledgment that Carnies are the zenith of human lives turning out to be a colossal flop," he paused, "Carnies think they are on top of the world."

They get free cotton candy, free travel, and then of course, the carnie groupies would come slumming. There were always a few in each town that would mash with ANYONE from out of

luck homeless men to vomit encrusted drunks on a weeklong bender. A tinge of crystal meth stained the air as

sprat. Why he was in the crack house no one knew. Maybe he got sick of eating no fat and wanted more. Jack was annoyed, having been stolen. "I don't want to sit in this chair!"

, which was just as well, because mama bear wanted her soft chair back. And so it was that the tortoise and hare had come to this meadow, seeking fame and a little redemption

following the debacle of their so-called "race." Both tortoise and hare had intended to make a speech to clear their names, but hardly anyone from the press had turned up. So, they

started a blog and whined about it. Someone called Foxy wrote "sour grapes, haha". The flea and lion had some sympathy for the tortoise and hare since their fight was rigged too.

BoyCriedWolf posted that the race didn't matter because the end times were fast approaching. But truly, the Moral to this story is "Sure and steady

Makes the boy have a big heady" The End...