People here in Delaware love their New England or Canadian maple syrup; no one here has ever heard of cane syrup. It's probably impossible to find any syrup darker, sweeter, and heavier than cane. I had one of my former students (one of the few whose memory of me doesn't anger or frighten them to death) mail me some cane syrup. The product arrived in unlabeled cans. I presented the cans in a guess-what-this-is manner to the very few friends I have in his hellhole of a town. After examining my product for ten minutes without reaching a determination of its nature, my friends decided to use the cane syrup as motor oil for their cars.
-Old Gargoyle
About Me
- Old Gargoyle
- The Old Gargoyle is a cranky old pessimist, former anvil polisher and former bodyguard for Fats Domino, and currently President and C.E.O. of Tic-Doc Productions, who thinks he is humorous or witty. Please do not encourage him. And while you are in this blog room, please do not touch nor disturb anything---it would only upset him. Furthermore, he frequently naps, so be QUIET when you enter and leave.
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