China, of course, is most known for their delicious buns; buns so tasty that even the inhabitants of the Moon try to get a glimpse of them. This particular individual is a fine Pineapple Bun in its natural surroundings of Ritan Park, Beijing.
As Chairman Mao once said: Let a hundred buns bloom: let a hundred bakery schools contend.
Some news from the world caught my eye lately. The message was basically this:
The Friday Bun Society has only one opinion about the topic (naturally, as we are the source of Ultimate Truth, and there can be only one truth here): don’t you even think about mixing unbunny materials into Buns. Also, don’t even consider faking an article that places the honor of innocent Buns in jeopardy.
Buns are to be taken seriously (although there’s no need to be too serious when taking a Bun). Breaking the unwritten Law of Bun Honor (written above) yields the most devastating penalty: the Wrath of the Society shall be place upon you. So don’t.
The Founders of the Friday Bun Society hereby do not release any further information about rumours, which have not – repeat: have not – been circulating the internets lately, before that, or any time afterwards. We absolutely deny any outrageously exaggerated claims about corpora— corruption within members being investigated. Neither do we admit any plans of inviti— investing in a considerably large group of hi-tech professionals. Now come on, honestly. We would surely announce any activities of that sort in a clear and descriptive manner quite a lot beforehand, wouldn’t we?