49: No tacos!
World building can be fun and tedious. I really enjoy it personally, but it’s important to really think it out before you commit it to paper. So, here’s the official religion of Wicked Crispy. A giant Salamander named Hormel. He loves tacos.
Possibly the saddest story ever wrote.
Wait… Wait… Tacos are denied to mortals… I’m cool with that cause I’m a burrito man.
LOL! i love the headstone.
Tacos denied to mortals? See, this is why I’m an atheist. Who can believe in this kind of madness.