DR Laura's turtle pic reminds me of a joke:
A drunk walks into a bar. He stumbles over to the dart board, grabs a dart, takes a few strides away, and flings the dart wildly at the board. Amazingly, he hits the bulls-eye.
The bartender rings a bell. He says, "Congratulations, buddy! We have a policy here--everytime someone makes a bulls-eye, they win a little prize." The bartender reaches into a box behind the bar and holds out a pet-sized turtle. The drunk gratefully takes his prize and leaves.
Three weeks later, the same drunk walks into the same bar. Again, he stumbles to the dart board, grabs a dart, strides away and flings the dart at the board with abandon. And once again, he hits a dead center bulls-eye.
The bartender rings the bell again. "Congratulations, buddy! We have a policy here--everytime someone makes a bulls-eye, they get a little prize." He reaches into the box and this time holds out a pocket dictionary.
"Uh-uh!", says the drunk. "I don't want that. I want the same prize you gave me last time."
The bartender scratches his head. "Gee, bud, we give out different prizes all the time. Do you remember what it was?"
"Sure I do!", replies the drunk. "It was a roast-beef sandwich on a hard roll."