Miss Flavia was hungry...and despite the pearls, had not a groat to call her own; but Hildebeest, so attached to the most muscle bound of the Things, ignored any requests from the unhappy Everyman "We need thoup! Lots and lots of lovely thoup!"

'Its about time' some disgruntled blokes kept saying 'That the Things were kept under control, and not allowed to um..'ripple'.
They had a point; every time any of the Things rippled, every female in the city, gave them a searching...'up and down' look.
Lets leave it at that shall we?
'Iseabal should be told' the blokes said firmly, and made secret resolutions to go to the gym twice a week.

Everyman gave Flavia a careful check-over "Youf isn't preggarth is youf?"
"Absolutely not!" replied 'Miss' "Of course, I am poor but honest."

You hear a lot of unlikely tales in the Kash Bowl, and it's a fact that the young and immpressionable, should not be around when Miss Flavia tells her tales and legends. Or do I mean myths?

And...better not be rich, yes, that too.