So, after all the problems were over, our technicians went to Himalaya for a month's vacation, but some Yetis distracted the mountain manager's covert spies from observing nude monks in moonlight. The manager flew over to Iceland's embassy, munching away at a piece of trash. The burp he heard coming from the man next to the technician drove him up the mountain, which was steep and covered with rebarbative igloos made from frozen ammonia and beetles all commingled. When Gareth Wilkinson arrived at the embassy, he asked why cockroaches were crawling up the hill and the ambassador replied,