[...She grins. Ribald. This will end in a bawdy joke, you have been warned.]
Way I heard it, Graham crackers were first made by the eponymous religious nutter - no pun intended - who wanted them to be the Most Boring Flavor of cracker. Bland stuff that's the bare minimum energy you need. So that Graham could avoid his flock getting... distracted. Let's say.
And where I'm from, teenagers at summer camp toasted marshmallows over a fire, used them to melt chocolate between his Thou Shalt Not Sin crackers, and then sneak off to each others tents before the counselors can find them.
[She starts to assemble a smore.]
That part's optional, of course, and that wasn't an offer. I'm just tickled that No Fun Allowed Graham's Crackers completely and utterly fucking failed at what they were supposed to do.
all of this is true, and also, I'm so sorry
Way I heard it, Graham crackers were first made by the eponymous religious nutter - no pun intended - who wanted them to be the Most Boring Flavor of cracker. Bland stuff that's the bare minimum energy you need. So that Graham could avoid his flock getting... distracted. Let's say.
And where I'm from, teenagers at summer camp toasted marshmallows over a fire, used them to melt chocolate between his Thou Shalt Not Sin crackers, and then sneak off to each others tents before the counselors can find them.
[She starts to assemble a smore.]
That part's optional, of course, and that wasn't an offer. I'm just tickled that No Fun Allowed Graham's Crackers completely and utterly fucking failed at what they were supposed to do.