"No more palm fronds, Troy, now we are the Pharaohs."
We've finally grown from the mountain. But we're starving. We crave rock. We love rock. We need rock. Please please please help the friends of the grit. And we'll pay you with all the boosters. All of it. Without it, we can't rockmaxx. Then we will surely perish. Get us our rock. Or else... Please?
Attention! The rock harvest is bountiful. I am so delighted to partake in the nutrient gritty rock. I am a rockmaxxing sedimentpilled grit enjoyer I am off to reunite my rock loving brothers and sisters to enjoy this plentiful harvest.