Cogito ergo boggum
When Mr Dildo Bugger of Bug End grudgingly announced his intention of throwing a free feed for all the boggies in his part of the Sty, the reaction in Boggietown was immediate - all through the messy little slum could be heard squeals of 'Swell!' and 'Hot puppies, grub!' Slavering with anticipation, several recipies of the invitations devoured their little engraved scrolls, temporarily deranged by transports of gluttony. After the initial hysteria, however, the boggies returned to their daily routines and, as is their wont, lapsed back into a coma.