The Noble Northeast Minneapolis Anti-Ungulate League (No NMAUL, pronounced “No Animal”) celebrates Lent in the Twin Cities by eating the shit out of some fried fish.
The Three Virtues of No NMAUL:
Brotherly Love, Relief, and Fish
The No NMAUL Motto:
Be prepared to eat fish.
The No NMAUL Code:
On my honor, I will do my best to do my duty to eat fish; to help other people eat fish at all times, especially on Fridays during Lent, which as far as I can tell has something to do with Jesus and sacrifice or something, which is weird because fish is delicious, but what do I know; to keep myself physically strong enough to go back for seconds, mentally awake enough to decide whether or not to go back for thirds, and morally straight enough to leave room for dessert.
The No NMAUL Battle Cry: “Fins up, cloven feet down.”
This looks awesome.