Be Prepared.

Shocked and dismayed, i stared at the limp, frayed rope which I held in my hand. What would I do? If I couldn't fix my transfer pump, how would I ever be able to produce the wonderful corn and wheat and milo for the little boys and girls on the other side of the mountain?


Then I remembered a most timely and thoughtful X-mas present.


I smiled as I realized that the little boys and girls on the other side of the mountain would not wake up hungry. Their little tummies would be full of wonderful highly processed, fattening by-products made from the corn, wheat, and milo I could now produce. Chris, the little big brother that could, had saved the day.