A day without ice cream is like a day without ice cream.
Madness string 1169
So they sat down in the dirt, and they cried, cried cried - But we whacked 'em with our shovels and they died, died, died... They said the stuff was good enough; they lied, lied lied.
An Amiable Dowager has converted a wing of her manor into an orphanage. She's looking for donations. Of clothes, not orphans.