The JA DED LOCAL
HEARKEN NOW UNTO MY WORDS:
1. Forsaketh not the sacred pow. Nay, slay it, slay it all unto the very dregs, lest any be wasted in the sight of Our Lord, Julia Mancuso.
2. Thou shalt slay the deep pow, the shallow pow, the creamy windbuff, and the velvety corn. When the pow hath been slaughtered, thou shalt shred the corduroy and the steep chalk, and in the ripening of spring, the slush bumps. But disdaineth the chunder and mank; suffer not the crust and the slab, nor the coral heads, nor the boilerplate, nor the wretched death cookies thereof.
3. Whomever shall ducketh under the rope, let thou maintain a low profile unto all, lest he reveal the goods thereof, or allow the beaters to…
