At a great celebration in honor of King Lion, the Monkey was asked to dance for the company. The Farmer knew how deadly the Snake could be, and yet he picked it up and put it in his bosom to warm it back to life. But instead of thinking, he dropped his bone and sprang at the Dog in the river, only to find himself swimming for dear life to reach the shore. What foolishness, cried one, to walk when they might as well ride. What in the world were you doing all last summer? Pull them out and I'll divide them between us. It was a terrible battle. That's what I call real beauty.
Give a finger and lose a hand.