It’s Friday and you know what that means! It’s time to gather your fingerling gems and head down to the A N S W E R S P I T! Every gem you lick and drop down into the pit is one more day The Greenish Lady will sleep down there in the dark, blanketed in jewels, every moistened gem facet a plummeting kiss to her cheek. While she dreams, our children grow and the village prospers. May none of us live to see Her wake!