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11 thoughts on “The Great Spirit Is Pleased”
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debg January 25, 2016 / 11:26 am
I want to live on this island.
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Gigi_the cat lady January 25, 2016 / 12:33 pm
I’ve been trying to book a trip to the island of Whambozo because I’m a big fan of mamayas but I can’t find it on Expedia or Tripadvisor, how can I get there?
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allein January 25, 2016 / 1:49 pm
“Papaya pie” is fun to say.
Papaya pie papaya pie papaya pie…
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Saffron January 26, 2016 / 9:09 am
It also sounds pretty tasty too. 😀
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Kar January 25, 2016 / 2:57 pm
Definite banana peel theme these days. Love it.
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I have never had a papaya pie. I would want to taste it rather then throw it!
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Liloaktree January 25, 2016 / 7:47 pm
… kinda racist, there. Just saying.
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You forgot one key ingredient to the island festivities: SPAM! The kind that comes in a can, not email!
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Faye January 26, 2016 / 7:02 am
Spam spam spam spam. I like my peels with a can of Spam. Yes, we have us bananas. Ima Peel. Loved the Avengers. Why a duck? Hey, Lady.
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😀 😀 😀
I think the Great Spirit also gave Pumaman his magnificent (?) powers…
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ACK! The Puma Man! This is one of the unintentionally funniest movies ever made. Cheesy dialogue, terrible storyline, egregious special effects, hugely annoying characters, and, perhaps unique to this movie, a hero who gets… umm..”excited” when flying!
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Incredible points. Sound arguments. Keep up the great spirit.
Yes, I shall keep up the Great Spirit. I am Ye-ha’a, Grand High Shaman of the tiny island of Whambozo. Our fertile island is rich with the mango, the papaya, the mamaya, and most important of all, the banana. For it is with the peel of the banana that we appease the Great Spirit that shelters and nourishes my people.
After the harvest, island maidens carry the banana peels to the temple and arrange them on the great stone steps that lead to the altar. As the sun sets and torches light the path, I sound the conch horn and our fastest warriors race to the top. There is much slipping and sliding and bonking of heads. This amuses the Great Spirit, makes it soar like the bird in the sky.
As we feel the warm wind against our faces, we know that the Great Spirit is happy, and the year ahead will be prosperous. Then it is time for the ceremonial feast and papaya pie-throwing contest.