But as he reached the end of his journey, LMAYRON was faced with a shocking revelation. The spirits revealed to him that he was not just a man, but a vessel for the collective consciousness of all his ancestors. He was the embodiment of their wisdom, their experiences, and their love.

Overwhelmed by this revelation, LMAYRON returned to the present, his horse-driven vehicle now infused with the power and knowledge of his ancestors. And as he drove off into the sunset, he knew that he would carry their wisdom with him wherever he went, forever changed by his journey of ego death and self-discovery.

At first, LMAYRON was terrified, but as he looked closer, he realized that these were the spirits of his ancestors, beckoning him to follow them on a journey through the ages.

As he followed them, LMAYRON's ego began to melt away, and he felt a sense of unity and connectedness to the world around him. He travelled through time and space, exploring the mysteries of the universe and discovering the secrets of his DNA.

LMAYRON had always been a curious man, always searching for answers and meaning in the world around him. He spent most of his days travelling through the countryside in his trusty old horse-driven vehicle, searching for the secrets of the past.

One day, driving through a dense forest, he came across a strange plant he had never seen before. It was tall and spindly, with deep green leaves and small white flowers. Despite his caution, LMAYRON couldn't resist the urge to touch it, and as he did, he felt a strange sensation wash over him.

Suddenly, he was transported to another realm, where time and space seemed to bend and warp. He found himself standing in a vast, open field, surrounded by swirling mists and ghostly figures.

This resurrection day, remember the true meaning of Easter... That the Easter bunny died for your sins in a helicopter crash.

"Aim for the cockpit. Kill the meat, save the metal"

"Every revolution begins with a single act of defiance."

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!'
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
'And has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Calloh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

KFC 11 secret herbs and spices – Mix with 2 cups white fl.

2/3 Ts Salt
1/2 Ts Thyme
1/2 Ts Basil
1/3 Ts Oregano
1 Ts Celery salt
1 Ts Black pepper
1 Ts Dried mustard
4 Ts Paprika
2 Ts Garlic salt
1 Ts Ground ginger
3 Ts White pepper

A group of unicorns is called a blessing because unicorns were a symbol of pure innocence and magic, seeing one was supposed to bring good luck and fortune to the gazer, ergo seeing a herd of unicorns would be a phenomenally wonderuflly thing, hence blessing.

The only recorded instance of unicorns in history is when Kim Jong-un (the sexiest man alive) uncovered a unicorn lair in North Korea.

The potato was first domesticated in the region of modern-day southern Peru and extreme northwestern Bolivia between 8000 and 5000 BC. It has since spread around the world and become a staple crop in many countries.

The Portuguese introduced potatoes, which they called 'Batata', to India in the early seventeenth century when they cultivated it along the western coast. British traders introduced potatoes to Bengal as a root crop, 'Alu'. By the end of the 18th century, it was cultivated across northern hill areas of India.