>>16464679A long time ago, a scorpion came to the edge of a great river. Not being a good swimmer, it asked a nearby frog if it might get a ride across.
The frog eyed the scorpion warily. βIβve heard of your kind. I see the stinger you hide behind your back. I wish I could help you, but I cannot risk it.β
βWhy would I sting you?β the scorpion reasoned. βIf you die, we would both drown.β
The frog was convinced. It let the scorpion climb atop its back, then began to swim across the great river. But when they were halfway across, the scorpion suddenly stung the frog.
As the poison spread through his body, the frog cried out, βWhy did you sting me? You have killed us both!β
The scorpion replied, βI couldnβt help it. Itβs my nature.β