Mastertank1
2nd Level Yellow Feather
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1- A young cannibal, chief chef for his tribe, is having a problem. The first three of a group of captured missionaries just haven't come out right when cooked.
He sends for his retired, highly experienced predecessor as chief chef for a consultation. The older man asks to see the remaining members of the batch.
The young man takes his elder to the corral where new captures are kept. They see a group od heavily bearded men, all dressed identically in black robes with hoods, belted with yellow hemp rope, and wearing rope soled sandals on otherwise bare feet.
The elder asks; "How have you been cooking them?"
"Oh, the usual way. Tied to the spit, rotated steadily, basted about every five minutes."
"Well! There's your problem! I thought everyone knew this. You can't roast a Friar!"
2- Cannibal to wife; "You know, I really just can't stand your mother!"
Wife replies; "So, just eat the vegetables!"
Mastertank1
We who play and dance are thought mad by they who hear no music.
He sends for his retired, highly experienced predecessor as chief chef for a consultation. The older man asks to see the remaining members of the batch.
The young man takes his elder to the corral where new captures are kept. They see a group od heavily bearded men, all dressed identically in black robes with hoods, belted with yellow hemp rope, and wearing rope soled sandals on otherwise bare feet.
The elder asks; "How have you been cooking them?"
"Oh, the usual way. Tied to the spit, rotated steadily, basted about every five minutes."
"Well! There's your problem! I thought everyone knew this. You can't roast a Friar!"
2- Cannibal to wife; "You know, I really just can't stand your mother!"
Wife replies; "So, just eat the vegetables!"
Mastertank1
We who play and dance are thought mad by they who hear no music.
