In Canada, the maple elfs are the ones that collect the syrup. After the great syrup catastropy of 1909, we learned the hard lesson that the elf rings (that is the technical name for these loops) could not exceed a standard unit elf-span. In Canada, we have a saying: "standards and codes are written in syrup. "
In Canada, the maple elfs are the ones that collect the syrup. After the great syrup catastropy of 1909, we learned the hard lesson that the elf rings (that is the technical name for these loops) could not exceed a standard unit elf-span. In Canada, we have a saying: "standards and codes are written in syrup. "
Was that anything like The Great Molasses Flood?
“many of the dead were so glazed over in molasses that they were hard to recognize”
holy shit
In the end, they were so sweet and sticky.
Instantly sprang to mind!