From the late, great Terry Pratchett, courtesy of The Lonely Libertarian:
So what’s the morel of the story?
Peter
No s***, Sherlock!!!
The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
Amanita drink after suffering through this shit-ake
I don't know what the "morel" is, but I think the Moral is that you don't eat that sh4t that you don't know what it is. Though I have partaken, I don't recommmend,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,DUDE!!!!
Remember the old "Try it, you'll LIKE it!" commercial?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9qdfMYFl0Ic
Every spring as a youth my brother and I would walk with our grandfather through the northwestern Illinois woods hunting morel mushrooms, spongy cone shaped critters prized both for their taste and because the poisonous false morel variety did not grow in that region.
Note: even true morels must be cooked before eating as they contain hydrazine toxins that are destroyed in the cooking process.
Moral of story: Read more Pratchett.