A series of girls in hooded robes walked down some stairs.
They each chanted in turn "Panty chucka Panty chucka Panty chucka."
The pack congregated in the basement where a giant pair of woman's underwear say.
It was food. Subsistence. Energy. Life. Love. God. Everything. Nothing. And everything inbetween.
They all got on their knees and bowed to the almighty lingerie.