Today we venture into the land of thorny evil, of treacherous peril, of armed knights of honor, of fruitful triumph! I am here to spin you a yarn of bountiful berries, joyous jellies, and the heroes whose dedication to the rightful name of "Tasty" has heralded them worthy of aprons. Let us begin our tale...
So a group of brave and honorable knights came together and held a meeting about the dire state of the lovely Black Berry Sisters.
"It must be done!" cried the eldest, a beautiful lady knight whose canning wisdom had served her well in the past years. Her name was Miss Kim, and she was eager to get to boiling and sealing.
"I agree!" came the answer from Knight Candice. "The Black Berry Sisters are wasting away in that thicket. Tomorrow I will head out to save them. You may join me (and possibly perish, for it is a dangerous quest, I wot) or you may cower back from the thorns. But I press onward in hope of triumph!" At this speech she recieved many "Hear hear!"s and "Huzzah!"s from the remaining knights, Sir John Mark, Sir Marcus and Lady Olivia. They departed that hour for their perilous mission.
Twas a grand sight to see their procession. Armed with rubber boots, dashing yellow kitchen gloves and several large walking sticks for beating back and warding off their foe (Sir Marcus even brandished a pair of scissors and Sir John Mark valiantly snapped bush trimmers in a fit of bravery), the knights were sent off with many a tear in their fellow townspeople's eye. The cheers that surrounded them echoed through the streets.