So there I was, minding my own business when who should walk by? Well if wasn't Pleb Charlie and his Pleb Brigade. "Where you headed?" I asked Pleb Charlie. "Down to the crab farm, I'm gunna git me some crabs!" was his reply. "Good for you Plebs" I said with a grimmace the size of Michaels wash cloth. I didn't notice Pleb Charlie and his merry Pleb Brigade leave as I was too busy eating lychees. It was a pleasant day, even if I was only half a tooth short of a free pack of lamingtons.