OUR LEGIONARIES are given a type of waybread when on long marches. These scones do not keep well, but the brave legionaries have found that the mould which grows on them is quite nourishing.
This has given rise to the Boche saying “Khummon Hymnicht Tutchen Datschidt!”, wot, because of my superfluous interlekt I can translate as - Hell hath nothing as furry as a Noman’s Scones!
Graznius the Cronikler
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