Welcome, fellow saints and sainettes, to this comprehensive guide on the art of mustard misuse in the esteemed Order of Saint Sebastian.
We've all been there: you're at the monastery, trying to live your best life as a righteous saint, when BAM! Someone slips a packet of Dijon mustard into your morning gruel.
Don't panic! This isn't a mustard-based assassination attempt (although, let's be real, it's probably not a coincidence either...). No, this is merely a clever ploy to get you to question the very fabric of your faith.
It's all about the misdirection, my friends. You see, a well-placed dollop of mustard can turn even the most pious among us into a sniveling mess of doubt and confusion.
Remember, my friends, the art of mustard misuse is a delicate one. Approach with caution, and always, always keep a bottle of milk on hand.