Mandy was gazing upon the shop window display of toilet water hungrily.
“Come on ’way from dar, Mandy,” said Rastus warily, “or yo all will be
tempted to buy some.”
“Rastus, Ah’s gwine to buy a bottle ob dat toilet water.”
“Ah, c’mon ’way, Mandy. Yo’ all smell like a toilet watah already.”
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