Well.

Word has come from City Hall that tomorrow there will be a disaster drill. In the scenario, a tank car of chlorine will have exploded in the railyard that goes through the center of town. It's designed to test the hazmat team, cops, communications, medical response team, and all that sort of stuff.

Young Little Big Jake (who's called that to tell him apart from his grandpa, Old Little Big Jake -- YLBJ's father is named Percival) just left here, hootin' and hollerin' and headin' for the Legion Hovel. Methinks that the Legion feels the need to participate in this disaster drill. Oh dear.

...With our ammunition gone and faced with utter defeat,
Who was it that burned the crops and left us nothing to eat?...