Why do we know what we know? We know because someone told us so.

Merlin was sitting in a bathtub filled with lukewarm macaroni when it knocked on the door. It was a leprechaun, a fairly hot one. Not in any temperature way, but good-looking. It may be up to the spectators view but this leprechaun was particularly stunning. Well formed earlobes and a navel to die for.

“It’s me, the stunning leprechaun.”, said the stunning leprechaun, “I have brought spices from the furthers corners of the cracks between the pillows of the couch. Behold!”

The stunning leprechaun tilted its hair back, combed its wavering mane to the left to expose the beautiful left ear. It is known to possess the greatest power of beauty. Amazed by the earlobe and the perfect formula that the left ear represents, Merlin averted his gaze and sunk deeper into the macaroni.

The leprechaun jumped from the door to the siphon, to the floor, onto the toilet and finally sat down on the rim of the bathtub, exposing its now pumped up calves. By sticking the tiny, muscled legs into the macaroni, the whole mass began to heat up.

Merlin, surprised by the heat this generated, pushed themselves up.

“Who have you brought this time, stunning leprechaun?”, asked Merlin.

“The Devil’s Rucola!”, exclaimed the leprechaun, pointing towards the door in a waving motion.

What entered was a Roquefort cheese, shaped like a prism.

“It is me, a prism-shaped Roquefort! I have come to fulfil my destiny. My destiny is going to hell. I will now claim what is mine and melt into the macaroni.”

Merlin didn’t know what was happening and before he knew, the Devil’s Rucola had melted into the mass of macaroni.

“Well, that was weird.”, said Merlin and took a bite of his Extra long Chili cheese sandwich.