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    Read this somewhere else,

    "Once upon a time, there was a little red hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered some grains of wheat. She called her neighbors and said, "If we plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat !"

    "Who will help me plant it?"

    "Not I," said the cow.
    "Not I," said the duck.
    "Not I," said the pig.
    "Not I," said the goose.

    "Then I will," said the little red hen. And she did. The wheat grew tall and ripened into golden grain. "Who will help me reap my wheat?" asked the little red hen.

    "I'd lose my seniority," said the cow.
    "Not I," said the duck.
    "Out of my classification," said the pig.
    "I'd lose my unemployment compensation," said the goose.

    "Then I will," said the little red hen, and she did.

    At last it came time to bake the bread. "Who will help me bake the bread?" asked the little red hen.

    "That would be overtime for me," said the cow.
    "I'd lose my welfare benefits," said the duck.
    "I'm a dropout and never learned how," said the pig.
    "If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination," said the goose.

    "Then I will," said the little red hen.

    She baked five loaves and held them up for her neighbors to see. They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. But the little red hen said, "No, I can eat five loaves."

    "Excess profits!" cried the cow.
    "Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck.
    The pig just grunted.
    "I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose.

    They painted "unfair" picket signs and marched round and round the little red hen, shouting obscenities.

    When the government agent came, he said to the little red hen, "You must not be greedy."

    "But I earned the bread," said the little red hen.

    "Exactly," said the agent. "That is the wonderful free enterprise system. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much as he wants. But under our modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide their product with the idle."

    And they lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, "I am grateful. I am grateful."

    But her neighbors wondered why she never again baked any more bread."

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    Sounds Familiar?

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    Sounds like income tax.

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    togu kena this kind of treatment in the office???

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    sounds more like communism.
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    Quote Originally Posted by rncw
    togu kena this kind of treatment in the office???

    Frankly speaking, I don't know. SOmetimes I'm like the goverment agent, but most of the time, I'm a hen.

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    Quote Originally Posted by sbs99
    sounds more like communism.

    Moral of the story :- In order to get more bread, the following shall apply,

    "All pigs are equal, but some pigs MUST be more equal."

    else no one bakes the bread.


    Communism Evolution.

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    if i may say so...
    sounds AWFULLY like my saf camp...
    few pp doing all the work, officers just sit and claim credit...

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    "Once upon a time, there was a little red hen who scratched about the kampong backyard until one day she uncovered some casino chips. Wondering what they were, she looked it up on the internet, learned all about casinos, and got all excited. She called her neighbors and said, "If we build a casino, we can make lots of money and can buy lots of food to eat!"

    "Who will support me in building it?" asked the little red hen.

    "Not I," said the holy cow.
    "Better not," said the sitting duck.
    "Why not?" asked the greedy pig.
    "OK lor," said the silly goose.

    "Iíll go ahead anyway," said the little red hen. And she did. She evaluated various proposals, selected the grandest ones, hired consultants who suggested calling the casino an ďIntegrated ResortĒ instead, and started calling for tenders.

    "Who will help me build the Integrated Resort?" asked the little red hen.

    "You really shouldnít be doing this," said the holy cow.
    "Just as long as you donít target me," said the sitting duck.
    "Give me the contracts and Iíll do it," said the greedy pig.
    "Boy I canít wait," said the silly goose.

    So the greedy pig got the contract and made lots of money building the Integrated Resort.

    At last the Integrated Resort was ready.

    "Who will help me run the Integrated Resort?" asked the little red hen.

    "That would be against my religion," said the holy cow.
    "Iíll just play there," said the sitting duck (forgetting what he said earlier).
    "Iíll run everything for you," said the greedy pig.
    "Sounds like fun, Iíll do it," said the silly goose.

    So the little red hen let the greedy pig run the Integrated Resort. The silly goose worked for the pig, and the sitting duck played at the tables. The holy cow kept mooing his objections.

    After five years the little red hen and the greedy pig had made a lot of money together. The sitting duck had been slaughtered, the silly goose owed the greedy pig lots of money (for she could not resist a little flutter every now and then while working there) and the holy cow got a little mad.

    Everyone wanted a share of the money. But the little red hen said, "No, we need to keep it for our reserves."

    "I told you so!" said the holy cow to nobody in particular.
    "How come nobody helped me?" sighed the ghost of the slaughtered duck.
    ďLetís build another Integrated Resort,Ē suggested the greedy pig.
    "Share share leh!" yelled the silly goose.

    The silly goose launched an online petition, so the greedy pig fired her and seized all the golden eggs she worked so hard to lay. The holy cow gave up and migrated to Perth. The little red hen eventually moved to Geylang and became a chicken, because the greedy pig took everything.

    Then one day the loan sharks came and chopped off the greedy pigís head because they needed it to collect some debts.



    And the moral of the story is: "Morals? What's that?"
    Last edited by StreetShooter; 27th April 2005 at 01:09 PM.

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    Togu at work:


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    Quote Originally Posted by StreetShooter
    "Once upon a time, there was a little red hen who scratched about the kampong backyard until one day she uncovered some casino chips. Wondering what they were, she looked it up on the internet, learned all about casinos, and got all excited. She called her neighbors and said, "If we build a casino, we can make lots of money and can buy lots of food to eat!"

    "Who will support me in building it?" asked the little red hen.

    "Not I," said the holy cow.
    "Better not," said the sitting duck.
    "Why not?" asked the greedy pig.
    "OK lor," said the silly goose.

    "Iíll go ahead anyway," said the little red hen. And she did. She evaluated various proposals, selected the grandest ones, hired consultants who suggested calling the casino an ďIntegrated ResortĒ instead, and started calling for tenders.

    "Who will help me build the Integrated Resort?" asked the little red hen.

    "You really shouldnít be doing this," said the holy cow.
    "Just as long as you donít target me," said the sitting duck.
    "Give me the contracts and Iíll do it," said the greedy pig.
    "Boy I canít wait," said the silly goose.

    So the greedy pig got the contract and made lots of money building the Integrated Resort.

    At last the Integrated Resort was ready.

    "Who will help me run the Integrated Resort?" asked the little red hen.

    "That would be against my religion," said the holy cow.
    "Iíll just play there," said the sitting duck (forgetting what he said earlier).
    "Iíll run everything for you," said the greedy pig.
    "Sounds like fun, Iíll do it," said the silly goose.

    So the little red hen let the greedy pig run the Integrated Resort. The silly goose worked for the pig, and the sitting duck played at the tables. The holy cow kept mooing his objections.

    After five years the little red hen and the greedy pig had made a lot of money together. The sitting duck had been slaughtered, the silly goose owed the greedy pig lots of money (for she could not resist a little flutter every now and then while working there) and the holy cow got a little mad.

    Everyone wanted a share of the money. But the little red hen said, "No, we need to keep it for our reserves."

    "I told you so!" said the holy cow to nobody in particular.
    "How come nobody helped me?" sighed the ghost of the slaughtered duck.
    ďLetís build another Integrated Resort,Ē suggested the greedy pig.
    "Share share leh!" yelled the silly goose.

    The silly goose launched an online petition, so the greedy pig fired her and seized her assets. The holy cow gave up and migrated to Perth. The little red hen eventually moved to Geylang and became a chicken, because the greedy pig took everything.

    Then one day the loan sharks came and chopped off the greedy pigís head because they needed it to collect some debts.



    And the moral of the story is: "Morals? What's that?"

    hahahahha... this analogy and the photo really proves a strong point

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    I can play the whole Animial Farm all by myself pretty soon.

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