Mule

Yeah.

Mule's fine.

Uh-

Oh, we don't need a...

[laughs]

Okay, so me, as the guy sitting here, I'm all about the mule, right? I'm all in on mules.

Mules are great.

Halifax, since he is a Dolmenwood knight, is a horse guy.

This reading by Marian Margitic, Hungary.

Aesop's Fables The Mule One morning a mule, who had too much to eat and too little to do, began to think himself a very fine fellow indeed, and frisked about, saying,

My father was undoubtedly a high-spirited horse, and I take after him entirely.

But very

I must have been mistaken about my father.

He can only have been an ass after all.

End of the Mule, read by Marian Margititsch, Hungary, on March 8, 2006, Göttingen, Germany.

Aesop's Fables.

Harm seek, harm find.

50: The Ass and the Mule.

A muleteer set forth on a journey driving before him an Ass and a Mule, both well-laden.

The Ass, as long as he traveled along the plain, carried his load with ease.

But when he began to ascend the steep path of the mountain, felt his load to be more than he could bear.

He entreated his companion to relieve him of a small portion, that he might carry home the rest.

But the Mule paid no attention to the request.

The Ass shortly afterwards fell down dead under his burden.

Harm seek, harm find.

Fifty: The Ass and the Mule.

A muleteer set forth on a journey, driving before him an ass and a mule, both well-laden.

The ass, as long as he traveled along the plain, carried his load with ease, but when he began to ascend the steep path of the mountain, felt his load to be more than he could bear.

The Thief made off with the coat and did not return again to the inn.

Every tale is not to be believed.

The Mule.

A Mule, frolicsome from lack of work and from too much corn, galloped about in a very extravagant manner, and said to himself, "My father surely was a high-mettled racer, and I am his own child in speed and spirit." On the next day, being driven a long journey and feeling very wearied, he exclaimed in a disconsolate tone, "I must have made a mistake.

We did our futures episode last week, but it is always gonna be the same four crew.

We got Delaney The Mule Walker in the building today.

[clapping] [cheering]

Mule.

We got Merle Compton.

Clay Matthews, as always, is with us.

Really?

Yeah, yeah.

I know the second I said that, Martyr was like this idiot.

Mule and an ox? They have different stride lengths.

There's no way that it's going to be stabilized.

And that's exactly what happened.

Every tale is not to be believed.

The Mule.

A mule, frolicsome from lack of work and from too much corn, galloped about in a very extravagant manner and said to himself, "My father surely was a high-mettled racer, and I am his own child in speed and spirit." On the next day, being driven a long journey and feeling very wearied, he exclaimed in a disconsolate tone, "I must have made a mistake.

My father, after all, could have been only an ass." The Hart and the Vine.

When each had fully stated his case, the Ape announced this sentence: “I do not think you, Wolf, ever lost what you claim; and I do believe you, Fox, to have stolen what you so stoutly deny.” The dishonest, if they act honestly, get no credit.

Two hundred eighteen: THE FLY AND THE DRAFT MULE.

A Fly sat on the axle-tree of a chariot, and, addressing the Draft Mule, said, "How slow you are! Why do you not go faster? See if I do not prick your neck with my sting." The Draft Mule replied, "I do not heed your threats.

I only care for him who sits above you, and who quickens my pace with his whip, or holds me back with the reins.