15 Facts That Really Buttered Our Biscuit

The sun was high overhead by the time they reached the edge of the city. It wasn't that it was hot or anything; it was more the fact that the sun shone directly on the top of their heads. They were all dressed head-to-toe in protective gear, but the heat from above still managed to seep onto their bodies like water down the back of a neck. Their skin felt clammy and sweaty, and there was no shade in sight. It made it hard for them to walk. The group had been walking since early morning, but they hadn't seen anyone else since then—at least not in a while.

They walked in silence now. Not even a whisper could be heard among them; the silence only broken occasionally by an uncomfortable groan or sigh.

"Look!" A young girl shouted, pointing towards a sign.

"Finally!" The bearded man behind her said, trembling with excitement.

They approached the sign, dense with writing. On it were written these fifteen facts: