*Today there is an elaborate feast laid out on numerous tables. All sorts of food and drink are readily available, including alcohol. What kind of holy holiday would this be without booze? One of said tables is covered in platters of all sorts of sandwiches, of course. At the head of that table sit Michael and Raphael. What is this about, you may ask?*
Do you bastards know what day it is? That's right, it's
MICHAELMAS! You can start praising us and shit now.