Drinks menus, Atlanta…
A wine called “Buried Cane”.
A rum called “10 Cane”.
Put them together, and what have you got?
The former sounds like either a prank, or a deliberate attempt at rebellion. Whichever of those is true, the latter sounds like a suitably severe punishment for the young lady in question.
But how would they be administered? Ten gentlemen (the governors of the reformatory) each equipped with a cane? Ten canes bundled together, making an especially cruel manx birch-style implement? Or one disciplinarian, working his way through ten rattan, until he’d broken each in turn over the unfortunate (and by now deeply sorry) girl?
Surely it must mean ten of the best with a SINGLE cane! Your too cruel
If I put them together I get 10 buried canes …
That’s a good solution, isn’t it?
Great prank, but agreeing with Macy: 10 with one cane is seems enough. It’s more important that the very one that was buried is used.
The “buried cane” label made me remember an an epilogue to an odd spanking story: 2000 years later, archeologists finding a grave site are puzzled by the fact that the deceased was buried holding on to some thin sticks.