The big farmer finally got me - it was his large carrots that did it.
They were so bit it took and entire village to pull them out of the ground. And not just any village but one with two pubs. Each pub had a tug-of-war tem.
That takes some beating. If James came around here with his giant peach then we could certainly beat him into the ground with our big root vegetable. That is not even taking into account what might or might not be going on with the potatoes. King edward? No way, his beard would never scratch my chin, chin chin.
