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Now there once was a fox who, for religious purposes, decided to switch to vegetarianism in order to fulfil her religious vows. Now the fox had to find some food to eat of course, so strolling away from the lush green mountains where she used to catch easy sheep for lunch, the vegetarian fox decided to shift to a nearby vineyard.

'There I could dine on the endless supply of grapes, and I would never go hungry,' thought the fox.

The vineyard was huge, and it had several sections. The fox first arrived at the sides of the vineyard, and oh boy was she delighted! Food seemed endless! There were plenty of discarded grapes that had fallen to the ground when the old farmers picked their choice. These were sour or rotten, but these were still food.

So things were good for our friend the fox. For a while.

Obviously, no matter what species you are, you can't just be satisfied with things, you've got to move up (social) ladders. So the fox walked on hoping to get to better things.

She arrived at this section where ALL the grapes were ripe and looked very very fresh. Now the fox was ferociously hungry from staring at all those red juicy bits. Every single bit looked like a bright juicy nipple just begging to be sucked on.

It didn't help that Miss Foxy had only eaten rotten grapes prior to all that. So now, at the sight of these obviously very delicious grapes, the fox thought aloud, 'You know what? I've had enough of all those teeny icky ones that fall to the ground. I'm going to get those nice big juicy ones that are hanging up there. They are definitely going to taste a whole lot better than the rotten ones that I've been having.'

There was a slight problem though. These grapes weren't on the floor. They were dangling high up, way above the poor old fox's head, and for a fox that was obviously very very short, juicy dangling bits on a vinetop is a very far way away.

Now see, at least the fox is QUITE smart. She decided to do something about it. She decide that she would… teng teng teng… jump.

'I am going to jump!' she said. 'One… Two… Three…'

And she jumped.

It didn't work.

'Never mind. I am going to jump again!' she said. 'One… Two… Three…'

She jumped again.

Still didn't work.

At least the fox was persistent enough to keep trying and trying. She jumped, and she jumped, and she jumped and jumped and jumped. But you see, foxes are not supposed to be able to reach out to grapes that hang from those metal square bits. Those things are for humans to reach to only, and only the very select humans are allowed to pick and choose these juicy grapes, and these juicy grapes are meant for making the choiciest wines for only the most deserving people to eat.

'Stupid sour grapes. I bet they're more sour than the ones I found on the floor,' grumbled the fox. Feeling both exhausted and hungry, the fox began to walk away.

Almost end of story, because you didn't know that the poor fox got eaten.

By the way, the owners of the vineyard KNEW that naughty foxes who will convert to vegetarianism might just come to steal grapes, and to prevent this, the owners of the vineyard had a pet shaolin tiger!

So imagine the shock of the poor hungry fox when she arrived at her old 'dining hall' again, when she found a meditating tiger just, staring FIERCELY AT HER.

'YOU!' roared the tiger. 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?'

The poor fox was scared till her buttcheeks rattled against each other.

'Eating our grapes, are you?' roared the tiger again. 'I'll teach you how to eat!'

Well obviously our fox got shredded into tiny bits. But rest assured, our tiger said a very good prayer, just prior to his dinner. And boy oh boy, it was the best dinner he had eaten in many many months.

And by the way, if you didn't know already, the real moral of the story is you should always say your prayer before you have your dinner, because it will obviously make your meal taste much better.

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