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Well that was probably the least fun bit of snow shoveling I've ever done. Probably because it wasn't really snow. Oh, it looked like snow, but it was a dirty, dirty liar. It was lead, in slush form. And it was hiding a lake underneath it. No sooner did I remove one shovelful then, I shit you not, an inch and a half of water would rush into the
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It is an order of monks.
They will wear yellow and green.
They will wear belts made of rope.
From their belts will hang limes and lemons.
They will always be prepared with a glass jug, a bag of sugar and a towel.
They will humble themselves in front of D Sebastian
and Vodka...
Passing ice trucks will send them into spontaneous bouts of chanting.
They will be called...
The Monks of St Yucca.
You, my friend, should join the order and find your inner peace.
mmmmmm....
Yucca
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And thou shalt jostle the Holy Jar for two minutes. No more, and no less. Two shall be the number of minutes to jostle the Holy Jar, and number of minutes to jostle the Holy Jar shall be two. Three minutes thou shalt not jostle. Neither jostle thou one, excepting that thou procedest directly to two. Four is right out.
Once the minutes two, being the second minute be reached, then pass thou the Holy Jar to the next supplicant at the altar of St. Yucca so that they may pay their obeisance.
In the name of the Lemon, and of the Lime, and of the Holy Sugar.
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Most impressive...
But you are not a Monk of the St Yucca yet!
Tell me young Padalemon...
What is the the ratio of lemon, lime and sugar to make a perfect Yucca?
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