Buggerlit millenium shrimp!
And other expressions far too foul even for Old Ron.
I hope he’s sitting in Death’s strange garden, with the Death of Cute Kittens purring on his lap.
(No, the Death of Cute Kittens isn’t in the books, only in my head. She’s inspired by the Death of Rats, of course. And yes, she has a pink velvet bow around her neck.)
A real loss.