Dear Jesus Lover,
it’s the Sabbath, a day I have sanctified just for you, strangers and your animals to put your feet up and do SFA*. Appreciate my wisdom and heed my word. I have forbidden you to cook, carry burdens or load your animals. Instead enjoy a Sunday roast, complete with Yorkshire puddings, roast potatoes and garden vegetables. Wash this fine meal down with beer and continue doing SFA* for your time is limited and you will soon be required to graft again.
Yorkshire puddings will rise before me.
Do not load your animals. Find better uses for them.
Wheeze & SQueak
*SFA = Sweet Fuck All