The Pheasant and the Bull

     A pheasant was standing in a field chatting with a bull.

     "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree over
     yonder," sighed the pheasant, "but I haven't got the energy."
     "Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the
     bull.

     They're packed with nutrients." The pheasant pecked at a lump of
     dung and found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach
     the first branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some
     more, he reached the second branch.  And so on.

     Finally, after a while there he was proudly perched at the top of
     the tree.

     Where upon he was spotted by a farmer who dashed into the
     farmhouse, emerged with a shotgun, and shot the pheasant right out
     of the tree.

     Moral of the story: Bullsh-t might get you to the top, but it
     won't keep you there.