BSeed is right! There was a case in the 1720's (BC) where a Bough-Run was half devoured by a passsing rat. Right in the middle of a Pokey! This terrable event just occured when the call was, "Put Ur Big Ars in, and shake it all about." Nobody could get their ars out! The dancers were frozen in place, unable to move. Unable to Hokey. Time went by, hours, days, years. Other Bough-Runs were brought in, but without hope. (You can't change Runs in the middle of a Pokey.) After a few years, the people became harder and harder. Finely after a few hundred years, they turned to stone. These stones were left unturned. You can visit these very unfortunite HP'ers, now it's called Stone-Henge. Henge of course is the old term for Pokey.

Pokey, the real name of the crow-bar-hotel, is another story. As is, the orgian of the expression, "Get your Ars out of there!"

-Fadac