One night, shortly after his thirty-fourth birthday, the man stood up from his tic-tac-toe game, disgusted. "This is ridiculous," he howled, "it's always a tie! No one can win this game unless the other player makes a mistake! And I never make a mistake!"
Furious, the man pushed over a nearby tree, causing a hole in the forest canopy through which he could see the full moon. Before he could say anything, the man sprouted thick hair all over his body, grew long fangs, and fleas leapt upon him. He had unknowlingly been a werewolf his entire life.
The man died shortly thereafter of an acute case of the mange.
Moral: Like everything you do.
DG