‘Twas simply wonderful and lovely and jolly and hey-ho ninny-nonny noodles, my chumleys. That is, after all, what Merrie means, doth it not? There was dancing and lovemaking nyghte and daye, and all manner of tempting sweetmeats to washe down with beere, meade, or pure alcoholle. Every fellow enjoyed a liquid lunch most everye daye. ‘Tis true, there wast no electricity nor internet nor burgers or crack, but there wast abundant happynesse all the same. No-body, but no-body was sadde or poore and had to live in ye streetes and begge coines from the passers-bye. Ist that not wonderful? This wast because beggars and madde people and workshy people and other unfortunates were shotte with muskettes or, if they were a little bitte luckyer, a-lock-ed up in gaol, bang! And a merrie evening to you a