“The Martyrdom of St. Swirlous of Scells"
And so, having none other recourse, St. Swirlous took a bite of the Peache of Poisone given to them by the traitorous Voreo the Vile. And was she so sure of her death that she no longer drew pittance on herself. But Hark! For St. Swirlous was not taken by the death but instead was taken up into the sky on a Heavenly Carriage of Grain, this wrested by the great Chop-Sticks of the Mighty. And thus St. Swirlous was made into the Place of Pans. And all below were awed and there was much smashing of peach.
Amen.
This is amazing I love how I killed the sushi
But seriously thank you talla <3