Once upon a time, there was a knight who made lunch from thirteen radishes sprinkled with some oregano. It was a transcendent experience, even by just describing it to her friends, the cyan ferret could almost smell it's aroma, they were 4D enthusiast after all. Jee, the pilgrim thought one day, Jee, wouldn't it be nice to deliver my friend the knight forty-eight bushels of freshly brewed chaos? That would be highly discordant, wouldn't it?