We Have Our Limits

I have been wondering all day about limitations.  

For example, how many straws does it really take to break the camel’s back?  What if you had a herd of camels?  Does that mean you never have to worry about breaking any backs because there are plenty of backs to go around?  What about the last straw?  Is it really the last straw, or can you get more straws somehow? 

How about enough being enough?  When is enough really enough?  Or should we just say enough already?

If you’d had your fill, does that mean you will not be doled out any more fill?  Is this a guarantee?  So if you’ve had your fill and you make it a known fact – who’s to say you won’t get any more?  Who do we give this information to?  What happens if you get too much fill?  Where does it go?  Is it fattening?  What if it leaks out your eyes?  If the filling leaks out your eyes does that mean you are making room for more filling?  Perhaps this is what enough is enough is all about.

So, then, when would you throw in the towel?  Would it be after the camels’ back breaks, or after we’ve had enough already?  I think going to fly a kite is a much better option -- Lord willin' and the crick don't rise.   

Or we could opt out of camels altogether and go for the lucky strikes.