Re: Abbatoirs

From: kmnellist_at_...
Date: Sat, 18 Aug 2001 20:05:41 EDT


I had a bad dream probably bought on by a dodgy meat pie, here it is in a more lucid format:

One day, Waha was in his favourite eating tent, the Spicy Pap-odom, eatin ghis favourite Meat Balti, when he heard talk of the unhygenic meat practices of the far west. Nothing could hold him back. In a rage he set of, it seemed as if Oakfed followed behind him, his feet were so fast that they burned up the ground.

Once in the West Waha was disgusted by the lack of basic hygience in the preparation of meat product. He set about teachng the outlander what he knew, which is to say, everything worth knowing about butchery.

Soon, the wise men came to lsiten to his wisdom and record it in their books. They built a great building dedicated to slaughter, and boning, and carving and all manner of meat preparation. They honoured him with a sacred title, and venerated him, as was the way in the West.

Waha came back to his favourite land, but still in the West they remember the Abbot Waha.

Keith N

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