Okay people, last night I left you with a full barrel of ale and what do I find when I wander into Blogville this morning?

Well it seems to me old Usky is the victim of some dark and dastardly deed....

Was I raided by that band of ne'er do wells from the Lollipop?

Did Meno have an unquenchable thirst?

Is the moon made of green cheese?
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Come on, own up....

Which one of you rotten so-and-so's buggered me barrel? :))

Where's Jack Frost and his band of coppers when you need him....