So then arose the horrible confusion perpetuated ever since, of perversely different kinds of weights, jostling each other in Britain; Troy weight and Avoirdupois weight and Apothecaries' weight, wherein or whereamongst every one is at sea with regard to testing them, and no one whatever is satisfied.

The sand that a moment ago felt almost soft as you rubbed it between your fingers now feels rough and scrabbly and scratchy against your belly.

Am I wrong or did Rygel get some snu snu in this episode too?

He handled the stressful situation with great sangfroid.