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November 15, 2014 at 9:06 pm #3560
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    Flying Fish Inn

    “I heard Mater calling Aunty a trollop,” announced Clove ceremoniously.

    “What’s a trollop when its at home?” Corrie looked up with interest.

    “A tart I think. Prune! get away from the door. I might not be able to see you but I can smell your stinky feet. Go have a bath or something.”

    “Ye are the stinky tarty trollops” said Prune, feigning stately dignity as she poked her head around the door. “Dunna yer spake that way to her whose feet yer not fit to touch or nothing! Ye tarty trollops,” she added for good measure.

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