I want to tell you a story about a squirrel, a rabbit and a badger. One day they were all sitting in a clearing in the woods when the squirrel piped up – ‘I’m having a dilemma over my nuts’, he said. ‘I just can’t decide which sort to horde.’
The rabbit looked at him blankly. ‘I don’t really see where you’re coming from,’ he said. ‘My opinion on your nuts is neither here nor there. I’m a rabbit not a squirrel and I don’t really understand what the hell you’re going on about’. And with that he left the clearing with a skip and a hop.
Then it was Badger’s turn. He scratched his wise old head, cocked a leg skywards and farted gently. And with that, he too left the clearing.
Squirrel scratched his head. Which was the last thing he ever did as seconds later, a massive meteor crashed into the clearing and obliterated him and around 400 square miles of forest. Does that help?