A frog was walking down the riverbank one day when he saw a scorpion sitting in front a pile of dead frogs.

“What happened here?!” the frog exclaimed.

“Oh, I’m trying to make the world a better place,” said the scorpion. “I want a world where everyone loves each other, no one is greedy or cruel, and only good people are allowed.”

“What a lovely idea!” exclaimed the frog. He was so struck by the beauty of the notion of such a world that he completely forgot about the pile of bodies right in front of him. “Tell me more, please.”

So the frog sat down by the scorpion to talk about how to make the world a better place, and the scorpion stung him as soon as his back was turned.

As the frog writhed in agony, he asked why the scorpion would do that, to which the scorpion answered:

“I told you that I think only good people should be allowed. I never said I thought you were a good person.”

Then the frog died and the scorpion tossed his body onto the pile.

“You know,” he said to himself. “You’d think the frogs would get more suspicious of my intentions at some point. Or at least notice that I’m a frickin’ scorpion.”

“Imagine all the people…”