For the most part, everything went well. A few of the food packages (like this one) were somewhat obstinate and disagreeable about their fate, but once sedated were happy to get into the 'hot tub' for a little relaxing soak with several large root vegetables and some salt.
Later on in the evening, we were alerted via carrier pigeon that all food packages that were not immediately fed to the ravenous and starving villagers were later smoked, cured and put into a cold storage cave near the settlement. Their gratitude was astounding, and as a gesture of thankfulness they included a very tasty recipe that works just as good on carrier pigeon as it does on asshole. All in all, I'd say it was an adventure worth repeating. Know anyone who needs a seat on the plane?
5 comments:
This is an excellent example of grassroots ingenuity and clean american thinking. Keep up the good work!
Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit upon his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.
I'm just happy that those people got fed. Happy happy happy.
Good, (rubbing my hands excitedly and grinning) it looks like my gifts were well received!
Oh that poor man! that poor man! Oh that poor man!
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