OOne upon a time, there was a happy little fly buzzing around a barn when she happened upon a large pile of fresh cow . Since it had been
hours since her last meal and she was feeling hunger pangs, she flew down
to the irresistible delicacy and began to eat her fill.

She ate and ate and then she ate some more!! Finally, she decided
she'd had plenty. She washed her fly face with her tiny front legs, belched a
few times, then attempted to fly away. But alas, she had eaten far too
much and could not get off the ground.

Wondering what to do about this unpleasant situation she looked
around and spotted a pitchfork leaning upright against the barn wall. She
realized if she could just climb up that handle and jump off to become airborne
she'd be able to fly again.

So, she painstakingly, climbed to the top of the handle. Once there,
she took a deep breath, spread her delicate little wings, and leaped
confidently into the air.

She dropped like a rock and splattered all over the floor...
DEAD FLY!

WHAT IS THE MORAL OF THIS SAD STORY?

"NEVER FLY OFF THE HANDLE WHEN YOU KNOW YOU'RE FULL OF