I wonder if his digestion can keep up?
I’d say the whole world was Marms’ happy place.
Second best: The Curtains!
Not if they don’t know they are.
He must be a rain god like that lorry driver in the Hitchhiker stories by Douglas Adams.
And now for the desserts…
That reminds me of a story by Astrid Lindgren where children sell cherries at the roadside and keep sneezing black dust.
You always start with one.
How about memorizing the page number?