Back in the day, there was no such thing

Back in the day, there was no such thing as Ephemerol to dull the mental noise of the ninnies. So when a great clamor arose over Shanyang's crusty boastings, Lao-tse headed for the

chamber pot to ruminate over the matter. He ruminated himself into a blockage of the yellow humors. It happened so fast that he was not able to rise from the pot and it was stuck

In a similar state of deep contemplation. Then after a gurgle and gulp the chamber pot boldly said "I cannot agree more my friend, time to make like a tree".This confused him so he

pooped out an acorn that rapidly established roots inside the chamber pot and within 10 minutes a sapling was already rising up through the hanging ceiling. The chamber pot was now

fully engulfed within the trunk of the mighty oak, which grew rapidly up through the Earth's atmosphere. Less than an hour later, it's leaves were tickling the moon. The squirrel

squinted up, past the leaves--or was it passed? He could almost touch the moon, but when he tried, his head spun like a top, "Mushrooms," the squirrel giggled,"You gotta love 'em."

"You fed me MUSHROOMS?!" Cold sweat was dripping out of him. Shivering he took a step towards the squirrel, and squinting his eyes he saw clearly it was not a squirrel, but a

o the pasture.That's right.Go on right through that gate there. Go on." The gate slammed shut & Jared turn & galloped the other direction.That's how it happens: Put out to pasture.