tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683672830122098650.post246967334490706400..comments2013-09-06T13:31:02.996-04:00Comments on Lucy's Football: An imbalance of bodily humours, perhaps caused by a toad or a small dwarf living in her stomach.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13385889545320979152noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683672830122098650.post-66900286947417463942011-09-24T20:55:30.392-04:002011-09-24T20:55:30.392-04:00I suppose if you had always lived like that, you w...I suppose if you had always lived like that, you wouldn't notice it...but imagine traveling back in time to it. You would die in a day of the smell. Gack.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13385889545320979152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683672830122098650.post-6101762955710060352011-09-24T20:35:30.045-04:002011-09-24T20:35:30.045-04:00The stink of shit from the bottom (probably no hem...The stink of shit from the bottom (probably no hem) of our kirtles would follow us everywhere. Not that it would matter. The whole area would stink of shit! At least Martin mentions this in his books quite a bit...especially in King's Landing.Mandy (Adventures in Borkdom)http://borkadventures.comnoreply@blogger.com