In West Africa there's a lake. It's one of those export towns, where the big fish are sent by basket and truckloads out to be sold in the cities, and the people eat sundried minnows, or rather, little-fish in Twi, which sorts by size and not by age where creatures are concerned. A great king came there, and ate a dish of the local fare- choked on the bones and died. Locals renamed the lake 'Lake We-hate-little-fishes.' Took the British years to catch on.
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In West Africa there's a lake. It's one of those export towns, where the big fish are sent by basket and truckloads out to be sold in the cities, and the people eat sundried minnows, or rather, little-fish in Twi, which sorts by size and not by age where creatures are concerned. A great king came there, and ate a dish of the local fare- choked on the bones and died. Locals renamed the lake 'Lake We-hate-little-fishes.' Took the British years to catch on.