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David

And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of
slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the
spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands
of our own Midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose
from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And
terror possessed me then.

And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And
the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries
of the carrots! You see, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the
holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the
tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have
seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a
soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!" Can I
get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you Jesus.

--
The word "urgent" is the moral of the story "The boy who cried wolf". As
a general rule I don't believe it until a manager comes to me almost in
tears. I like to catch them in a cup and drink them later.
-- Matt Holiab, in the Monastery