|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| O wise and powerful guru, I have travelled many miles, far and high to seek your wisdom. Tell me, O master of the mountain, what is the secret of life? | |
 | |  |
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Speak, O wise one! I am a still pool, awaiting the pebble of knowledge that will send out ripples of enlightenment. Bestow upon me the grace of understanding. | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Never turn your back on a redneck. | |
| | |
|
|
|
