FDV: "so she made a plan, this mischiefmaker, the like of it now you never heard. What plan. Tell me quickly! What the mischief did she do? Well she borrowed a bag, a mailbag, from one of her sons, Shaun the Post, and then she went & made herself up. O, I can't tell you. It's too funny. Here, sit down, go easy, be quiet. Tell me slowly. Take your time. Breathe deeply. That's the way. Slowlier. She first let her hair loose and down to her heels it flowed and then she washed herself from crown to sole with bogwater and mudsoap"
FDV2: "so she made a plan, this mischiefmaker, the like of it now you never heard. What plan. Tell me quickly! What the mischief did she do? Well she borrowed a bag, a mailbag, from one of her sons, Shaun the Post, and then she went & made herself up. O, God of gigglers, I can't tell you. It's too funny. O, but you must. You must really. I'd give my chance of going to heaven to hear it all, every word. Here, sit down, go easy, be quiet. Tell me slowly. Take your time. Breathe deeply. That's the way. Slowlier. She first let her hair fall and down to her heels it flowed and then mothernaked she washed herself from crown to sole with bogwater and mudsoap and greased her keel with butterscotch and
mysteries:
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