Wisdom Comes In Many Forms
Or not at all......
A man spent an month preparing for a trip up to the top of the tallest mountain to seek the wisdom of the ancients.
He faced many trials on his way, but never gave up.
When he finally reached the top he saw a red haired man sitting there scowling with his hands bound.
"Are you the wise man?," the man asked, unsure.
The red haired man looked at him and said, still scowling, "that depends on how ye look at it..."
The man, perplexed, asked another question, "what does that mean?"
The red haired man gave him a blank look and sighed saying, "look we both know ye only came up here fer the exercise, so stop askin' questions 'cause ye'll get no good answers!"
The man was certainly confused by this saying, "if you are not the wise man then who are you and why are you up here alone?"
The red haired man sighed again, "more questions? How aboot this, whatever ye used to get up here I'll pay ye double to get me down..."
And this the moral of this story is: Ireland should not let his guard down lest his brothers play a nasty prank on him....
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