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The famous flying fishes of Fragula are celebrated
in Peorge Hershwin's famous lyric, "Birds gotta swim, fish gotta fly,/I
gotta love one hwang till I die,/Can't help loving that hwang of mine."
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The Wild Squid of Shrdlu offer sporting opportunities
to thrusting, successful individuals throughout the galaxy. The sport is
not cheap - to blow just one Squid into a thousand wet, rubbery pieces can
cost more than the annual gross budget of a small Hypsofragian nation-state
- but the smell of smooshed Squid is said to linger for quonths.
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It is said that the sound of Reborzo music can make
even the dead rise up and dance. Certainly the characteristic 7-5-7 rhythm
and the hypnotic drone of the traditional Shrdl - a sort of primitive bagpipe
made from a squid - has been known to drive even Nesbyterian ministers
into a frenzy of terpsichorean excess.
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The Pulsating Inconvenience is perhaps unfairly-named.
Those who have experienced it at close quarters (wearing, of course, the
recommended full-body latex suit) say that, even at its most aroused, it
can only be said to vibrate gently and not unpleasingly.
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Bore stewed in its own juice is of course the national
dish of Siedley, tropical capital of Th'w'thpf'Tang. The famously rare but
stupefying D'oily Bore is the most sought-after; although most gourmets
are hospitalized after just one mouthful, they invariably describe it as
"delicious" if and when they come round.
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Starlight Travel voyagers are advised NOT to participate
in Nib matches themselves, unless either as Extra Rangefinder or if playing
from one of the supply trenches. Instead they will be offered a blow-by-blow
commentary by the celebrated Nib supremo, Neville Sinkmeister.
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