The Buzzard Shaman Prepares to Suffer for Her Faith
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We all know that to be a good missionary and proselytize properly, one must suffer.
I am ready to put my life and limb on the line for the Sacred Golden Purifier.
Two days ago I introduced you to the Buzzard Mascot outfit I plan to wear to the sold-out East Coast Vulture Festival. Isn't it fabulous?
Today the doggone thing arrived in the mail. It looks even more awesome in person (or I should say, "in buzzard"), but ... ah, you religious folks ... be careful what you wish for. You just might get it.
The head is made of fur. I can't breathe and see at the same time. The "feathers" weigh at least 40 pounds. Whoever made this thing was certainly creative. But that person must also have foreseen no indoor use for a buzzard costume. Once I get to the indoor activities (including the spirited shamanic dance), I am gonna collapse with heat stroke.
Yo, I'll deal, yo. Cuz u ain't 4 yr religion if u can b psyched.
If ancient Native Americans could go on Vision Quests and fast and suffer while awaiting a sign from their deities, I can honor the Sacred Golden Purifier by donning The Suit.
Yo, bring it on, yo.
THE BUZZARD OF WENONAH