A Golden Transgression has stepped forth into the sacrificial pit. He removes his hood and looks up at us. We understand his loss and he understands its importance. I wipe tears collecting at the bridge of my nose as the incantation begins. A rhythmic chant " Muzzarella...Ricottaaa" starts off as a whisper. Slowly we all join in and it begins to crescendo. The Golden Transgression gets on one knee and lets out a sustained bellow shaking us to our bones. We keep chanting. Electricity begins reverberating through the air as our chanting continues and the Golden Screaming intensifies. After 10 minutes of crescendo a bright yellow explosion lightens the pit and knocks me down. Silence. I get up on my knees to see..... there he was.... a gold cat of heroic proportions.... carrying a plate of lasgna. Come find out how to live like a Kamehameha we Fancy Octopus, GarQueef, and Toxic Gold as they read "The End of Garfield" by Gentlemen Genocide Machine. Want to know more? Check out our website buriedgems.podbean.com Any suggestions or comments? Feel free to email us at [email protected] BuiredGems.podbean.com