Flagstaff, The Final Frontier

So maybe not the final, but certainly newer and frontier-ier than anything lately. My muggle family decided that we should take a jaunt up to see yon "Flag Staff". It was a three hour ride in this dinky non-flying car, With NO PUDDING! Then they suggest that we visit (as they call it) "The Holy Star Buck".

Now obviously, this Star Buck must be a magnificent god of sort, because we stopped at the gargantuan shrine called Star Buck's. (<----Blatantly unoriginal name if you ask me.) How many Star Buck Worshippers can gather in one place?!? I mean there are temples on every corner yet this one still manages to remain full! All of the loyal devotees gets into line to make there offering to the priests and priestesses in the temple and in exchange, are given the frothy drink that keeps you awake all day and night (most likely so they can do secret midnight rituals...) Some people it seems, even visit the shrine every morning to pay tribute. I must say that despite the ceremony and junk, this holy frothy drink tasted like chocolate and coffee to moi... Eh, Pudding is still better.
-Padfoot (Who is still a pudding worshipper)