troubled mind,
I've ever-so-slightly modified the story. All you have to do it turn around and fire it right back to the one who first sent it. Besides that, it makes a LOT more sense than the original version!
There once was an elder and a dubbie who had doubts about the WTS. Naturally, the elder fancied the dubbie for a bit of a JC, so he hid, waiting for the dubbie to come by, which is what eventually happened. The elder jumped out of his hiding place, and said with a smile, "Good afternoon, Brother!"
Without a word, the dubbie turned and was away in a blinding flash. The elder, not to be done out of his plan so easily, immediately gave chase. The dubbie ran as he had never run before. He ran under fences, he ran through bushes, he ran in and out of hollow logs, he even ran through the culvert under the road. The elder ran right behind the dubbie, so close that several times the dubbie felt the elder's hot breath on his tail.
Eventually, the elder began to tire out, and consequently gave up the chase. But, the dubbie ran until he was well out of sight, and then he ran a little further. Without a doubt, the dubbie was also very tired. In fact, he had never been so tired in all his life. But you see, the dubbie was running for his life, the elder was only running for his next JC.
So, next time you feel tired out, remember that the elder is running for a notch on his belt, . . . but you are running for your life!
Farkel