Told to me by an old-timer at an estate auction today:
A squirrel saw a walnut on a rock in the middle of a river. The squirrel was a saving sort, and wanted that nut. He ran up and down the riverbank for a while, then finally decided to go for it. He dove into the river, swam out to the rock and got the nut. The squirrel tucked the nut into his cheek and began the return swim.
There was a great churning of water in the river, and then a huge muskie surfaced and grabbed the squirrel. The muskie and squirrel disappeared below the water, and after a few minutes the water was quiet.
Then the muskie surfaced again, walnut in his mouth. He carefully replaced the nut on the rock.
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