261 - The fisherman and the fish.

Once upon a time there was a fisherman who went fishing everyday by the side of the river; but every time a fish bit the bait he pulled it out of the water, weighted & sized it and then he set them free back in the river.

In one summer day, the fisherman had caught six fishes in less than an hour, and curiously they have weighted and sized the same; but when the seventh fish bit the bait, it came out of the water screaming:

"DON'T PUT ME BACK IN THE WATER, PLEASE! DON'T PUT ME BACK IN THE WATER!"

The fisherman, shock by the talking fish, kept him hanging in the air, while it swung from one side to the other.

"PLEASE! DON'T PUT ME BACK IN THE WATER!"
"But if I do what you say, you'll die!" said the fisherman.
"I want to die! Winter is coming, the river will froze, I am going to die anyways."
"But, but I'm not a murderer, I don't want to kill you!"
"But I want to die!! Why else do you think I've bitten you bait so many times?"
"Of course! Everything makes sense now, it seemed so strange to me that I had caught so many fishes in one hour and all of them with the same weight and size, but they weren't many fishes, it was only you; you, trying to use my bait as a way to escape from your future death; you, using my bait to commit suicide, just like a human would do it by hanging himself off the roof of his house; you, taking advantage of me; but I'm sorry, I won't let you die, so go find someone else, I'm putting you back in the water."

But by the time the fisherman stopped talking, the fish had already died.

The end.

Published on September 19th, 2011.