In the 1920's Napoleon and his cronies destroyed loads of the eggs and milk because they thought they were 'too obvious'. So no one could have any pudding, eventually they got some from this old man and they ate all the pancakes. Then they found out that the old man had laid them himself and milk was from him too. So they smashed up the old man's cave and then the man turned out to be a ghost and then napoleon started freaking out about the ghost and blew up the village. The name of that village? Shrove. Hence the reason for shrove Tuesday.
- Posted from the roving mike of destiny.
