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            Once upon a time, in a small village there lived three intimate friends. The village is situated at the outskirt of the world, a place unknown to other men on this planet. The names of the strongly –bond friends were Money, Honour, and Disgrace. Due to their natures of being wanted to be at every place where men are and being fed up with the solitude life they are living in their isolated  village, they unanimously decided to embark on a journey to explore the whole world and make themselves known to all men.             Some days to the day of their departure, each one of them related their decision to their heirs. The heir of Money is Cash, that of Honour is Friend and Disgrace’s heir is Sense. The day of the departure arrived and their sons saw them up to the gate of their hidden village and bid them farewell. Each of the lads returned to their various huts unhappy for they were missing their loving fathers already.             They departed in the morning when sun was yet to wake up from its sleep and men, plants and animals were still enjoying the cool leniency of the weather. They filled their luggage mainly with all kinds of food stuffs and water that is enough to sustain them till they get to another village where they could get more.             In the first year of their expedition, the three friends were so happy about their discoveries. They have seen hills and hillocks, mountains of different colours and sizes, valleys and abysses and various groups of people entirely different from them in appearance, culture and tradition. They related well with the people and Money exchanged some of his virtue with them for more food stuffs. Then, they continued on their voyage.                One day, they ran suddenly into a thick-dark and dreaded jungle-a place chosen by dangerous animals as their capital territory. Unexpectedly, a troop of tigers attacked the three friends. They all escaped the attack with Honour sustaining very serious injury. Treatment was giving to the injured and after he was relieved, they continued with the journey. Three days into the nursing of the injury, the pang got to the climax and Honour gave up the ghost.             Money and Disgrace mourned the demise of their close friend and vowed not to bury him in the jungle. So they packed his corpse and took it along with them in the journey until they got to a small town. To give Honour befitting burial, Money and Disgrace approached the residents of the town for a parcel of land where they could bury the corpse but they were turned down by the people because no one was ready to assist them. Out of frustration, they approach the king of the town and narrated their ordeal to him. The king explained to them, “there is a tradition in this town in which no authority has the power to violate. Each family has her burial ground met for the deceased member alone. ” However, the king out of pity, asked them to bury their corpse in his palace yard and since then, Honour has been residing with those who are kings and royal in their various endeavors of life.             Money and Disgrace continued with their tour and after some days, while still at a distance, they saw palms and coconut trees, heard the boisterous noise and an endless white-like land that blend with the horizon. And one of them said, “this is sea, for I learnt from one of the men we met earlier, the water called sea. ” They were so happy to add to their discoveries!             To their surprise, after many months of journeying away from the sea, they burst into a dry, sandy land. It looked endless and its boundary coalesce with the horizon like that of the sea. They could see nothing – no tree, no grass, no animal. The place is dry and empty! After some days in the desert, they ran out of water. Desert, a place where men could survival without food for seven days but die within two days without water. So after thirty hours of thirst, the totally dehydrated Disgrace, gave up the ghost. Money, dazed and helpless, packed neatly his friend’s corpse and waited earnestly for the advent of his own death.             Luckily for him and unlooked for, he saw a camel-pulled caravan approaching him. When the caravan reached him, he pleaded the rider for water to quench his thirst and a ride to get him and his friend’s corpse out of the place to the nearest town where he could recuperate and bury the corpse. Out of sympathy, the rider granted all his requests. Sad Money was happy to escape being parched to death and to see people when the caravan arrived the town.             After total recovery, Money sought the assistance of the people to get a piece of land to bury his friend’s corpse. Hearing the name Disgrace, the people were not forthcoming to help. Mr Money tried very hard but to no avail. Out of frustration, he consulted the foremost priest in the land who alone known how to commune with the oracle. The oracle asked him to give a sacrifice. After the sacrifice, a woman offered the valley between her laps for the burial of the corpse. Since then, great, strong and honourable men do lose their senses and most times being disgraced when lying between the laps of women.             Money, very sad about all that has happened to his friends, continued on his journey. He was able to add to his discoveries. On his way back home, he died of cold at a place in a temperate region where there was no man and his corpse was completely covered by ice. Since then, people- young, old, male, female have been seeking for money till today.             Money, been dead in an unknown place left behind his only son Cash. Men have been earning cash in various currency since world began but never believe they could Make Money sufficiently for the wants of man are insatiable. Honour left behind Friend. If you really want to be honoured  in any profession you choose, Make Friend with those who are kings and royal in that same profession for honour is contagious. Disgrace leaving behind Sense as his heir could be avoided if men begin to Make Sense in any situation they find themselves. You can really make money from Adsense with this Adsense Treasure Package.  Check http://www. ostaiwo. com/salespage/index. html  for detail  

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