Similar, yet far more elaborate and blessed than the Boston pancake.
Only taking place on the sabbath, requiring totem poles, a menstruating massachessetts
milf, 3 tubs of Yorkshire lard and a
midget masquerading as a dwarf, the ritual must make all parties involve retch, or at the very least
sick yo the back teeth.
The pancake must be blended by the confused midget dwarf, liberally applied between the milfs tits and pounded 3 times by the totem pole by a reformed gambling native Indian.
The stench needs to be detected in an are covering 3
Square miles to signify chief Chawawas favourite squaw