In a town, a frog with the habit of asking quirky questions and looking for hapless victims for his inquiries was hopping around in a garden. A centipede was crawling in the same garden, minding its own business. Seeing the centipede, the frog felt elated. "Thank my luck, I've found someone," he said. "How are you doing, Mr. Centipede?"

Pondering what good could come from a frog's attention, the centipede replied, "I am fine." The frog then posed his question: "I sometimes wobble and wabble with my four legs. How do you manage to walk so well with your countless legs?"

Surprised, the centipede mused, "What kind of question is this? I've never thought about it. I just walk without giving it much thought."

But the frog wasn't willing to let the centipede go so easily. "You simply walk? Which foot do you put forward first? The second one... the thirty-third one... Out with the answer!" After asking this, the frog hopped onto a rock and smiled mischievously.

Confused, the centipede started to wonder, "Which foot do I put forward first? Which is the next one? Am I even walking correctly?" The more the centipede considered the mechanics of walking, the more bewildered it became, almost feeling as if it were about to go mad.

Satisfied, the frog thought, "I've done my job on the centipede; let's see who my next victim will be," and jumped off the rock.

The centipede tried to crawl, but its legs got entangled. It found itself coiled into a concentric circle, immobilized. Taking vicarious pleasure in the centipede's plight, the frog thought, "My job is done. Time to find my next victim," and hopped away.

We often go about our lives in normal ways. However, there are meddlers who sow confusion by questioning our daily activities. These mischievous frogs prowl around looking for gullible victims. Beware not to get entangled with them.