That big potat is straight out of a Dickens novel.\ I'll bet its name goes something like Ebenezer Pottlewick Grimshaw.
The Lord Commander of the Night's Watch was as constipated as he was grim. Some said Mister Fluffybottom had seen all kinds of shit except his own, though they didn't dare saying it when he was near.
He fur sure fired upon his striking workers.