(Adopted from an old joke)...
An Ork walked into the local market and asked a meat merchant, "Oy! Got any roastin' 'obbits?"
The merchant looked at the Ork with disgust and said, "No sir, we don't sell hobbits." The Ork grumped and left the store.
Two days later, the Ork came in again. "Oy! Got any roastin' 'obbits?" The merchant, trying to exercise patience, replied, "Sir, we do not carry hobbits." The Ork once again stomped out grumpily.
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