Kites are flown in Bermuda on Good Friday.
Louisiana Cajuns do not dig in the dirt on Good Friday.
Your guess is as good as mine.
Friday, March 21, 2008
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2 comments:
Well the second one is obvious. If anything gets inadvertently buried on Good Friday, it becomes a zombie on Sunday! And no-one wants zombie bulbs!
Actually, the cajuns believe that if you dig in the dirt on Good Friday, you will see blood. Worse than that, they belive that they cannot drink coffee on Good Friday. NO COFFEE???
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