Gather �round the fire and let uncle T.J. tell you a story. It was back in 3027 and I was at the age of 81. Many people have many questions about life: Why are we here? How do we live a good life? Where are my pants? One day I found out the answer to those questions and many more with one word. It all started when I stumbled inot a little firework and bean shop. They had all sorts of beans: Baked, Green, Black, Kidney, Shucked, Creamed, On the Cob, etc. Also, they had any kind of firework you could want or imagine. They also sold single matches for $5 each. I walked out of the store with a can of Baked and Green Beans, some bottle rockets, firecrackers, and 3 matches. I went home, put a pot on the stove, and lit the stove with one of my matches. I cooked the beans and it was a party. Once the smell got out, 365 million of my dearest friends came over. After everyone got some beans, they were all looking for some entertainment. I got in front of everyone, took out my match, and farted the fire out among the audience. When I turned around everyone had left and I heard a guy say �Ahh fazgas.� Then I figured I had to find out what fazgas meant. I went to the library to read up on this crazy word. Dictionaries, encyclopedias, and all other forms of informatic literature couldn�t help until I found one book. In this book was all sorts of words: �slipoka,� �undjamomma,� and then there it was. �Fazgas � 1. A curse word for all your cursing needs. 2. A word that simplifies all of existence. It didn�t really tell me what the word meant so I said �Fazgas!� I went around the world and still no good explanation fro fazgas. So I went home, walked down the street, and found the gut that introduced fazgas to me. I said hi, pointed the bottle rockets at him, put the firecracker around him, lit my last match and, to make a long story short� Gather �round the fire and let uncle T.J. tell you a story.