Max, Are you going to Scarborough Faire?

Sadly, I cannot, as I am out of parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. But if you're going, please remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine, right up until the people got me neutered...well, and until she got all pissy about me demanding a cambric shirt with no seams or fine needlework. Sheesh, women...