Wormwood, wormwood. Darn, I don't have the book for reading Finn Mac Cumhal and the seven small men...but I do have the adventure of the Gruff Gillie, a tale which would harrow up thy soul--Let's see: One day the Fianna were sitting around AS USUAL, when they saw a strange man, with a chest as wide as a door, and a pair of big, hairy knees appeared under his tunic; he was widemouthed and gap toothed and his head was as shaggy as a wolf's fell...Big Mick, where are you? I need your help in telling this one!

--Mbo (a fishmonger)