Title: Ghetto Philosophy...part 1
Tags: Truth above Honor
Blog Entry: A bulldog, one day, went up town for lunch and came upon a meat bone hanging from the pocket of an old man. It was the biggest meat bone he had ever seen, and, being the dog that he was-made him egger to have it. Quickly he went up to the old man and, ever so politely, said; my good man, give me that bone. This bone, said the old man curiously to the bulldog, I am saving for a friend. The bulldog becomes more and more egger to have a meat bone that he bit the old man on the leg and ran away. The next day the bulldog went for lunch up town and again came upon an old man with a meat bone hanging from his pocket. The bulldog was overcome with hunger and boldly went up to the old man and begged saying; I need that meat bone, and again the old man said; I am saving it for a friend. This made the bulldog ever so angry that he bit the old man this time on the hand and ran away. On the third day the bulldog went up town for lunch and, yet again, came upon an old man with a meat bone hanging from his pocket. By this time; hunger had depleted the bulldog’s strength and his sense of identity was all but forgotten. Desperate for the taste of meat bone in his mouth the bulldog slowly approached the old man, fell down at his feet and started licking the fresh wounds on the leg and hand. The old man was so astonished at what the bulldog did that he reached into his pocket, pulled out the meat bone and gave it to him. When asked; why did he give the meat bone to a dog that bit him twice, the old man replied; because this time he humbled himself, showed me kindness when I least expected and asked nothing in return. Surly this is the actions of a friend, and so they remained for many years. Mr. Chris Rolle Da Clique Group Truth above Honor
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