"What a fool I am!" said the fox furiously. "These grapes are sour and not fit for eating. Why would I want them anyway?"
With that, the fox walked away.
The moral maybe one of the Supremacist. There ain’t much out of my reach and I retired at 39 years old. The reality is I can hunt and gather for myself. I could obtain the grapes as a snack because my thirst is always quenched in the first place.
All of my hunting and fishing needs have always been satisfied by the Grace of God, not with the help of others nor hunting in a high fenced petting zoo.
If you need a crew to hunt or fish and you aren’t the leader, you are on excursion
