thesweetcheat wrote: "What's that noise coming from the mammoth pen, dear?"
"Oh, it's just the mammoth crashing its way out with no obvious effort, leaving the mammoth pen in a heap of matchwood"
"Thought so. Back to hunting it is"
"new fangled nonsense , if it was good enough for grandad it's good ebough for me "
" All that hanging about waiting for crops to grow , then if they don't get nicked the weather or insects or disease gubs them " "Same with animals they don't behave as you would like and when they do after six generations of selective breeding they get nicked too " " Miserable bugger farmers , no time to enjoy themselves , always weeding , worrying , watching and complaining about the weather " "Im off for some more quality time with Uggerina , whistle if any grub arrives , we might join ye "
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