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Down to earth Sally Superhalk

Charity Wishmonger is a jumpy human!

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Charity Wishmonger looked at the spotty teapot in her hands and felt jumpy.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her wild surroundings. She had always loved crowded Truro with its wandering, wasteful waters. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel jumpy.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Sally Superhalk. Sally was a down to earth dolphin with brunette arms and curvaceous feet.

Charity gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a brave, giving, brandy drinker with wide arms and ruddy feet. Her friends saw her as a vast, vacant volcano. Once, she had even rescued a naughty blind person from a burning building.

But not even a brave person who had once rescued a naughty blind person from a burning building, was prepared for what Sally had in store today.

The sun shone like rampaging guppies, making Charity sneezy.

As Charity stepped outside and Sally came closer, she could see the grotesque glint in her eye.

"Look
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Charity," growled Sally, with an admirable glare that reminded Charity of down to earth badgers. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want affection. You owe me 9461 dollars."

Charity looked back, even more sneezy and still fingering the spotty teapot. "Sally, eat my shorts," she replied.

They looked at each other with ecstatic feelings, like two brief, burnt badgers drinking at a very ruthless disco, which had jazz music playing in the background and two sinister uncles thinking to the beat.

Charity regarded Sally's brunette arms and curvaceous feet. "I don't have the funds ..." she lied.

Sally glared. "Do you want me to shove that spotty teapot where the sun don't shine?"

Charity promptly remembered her brave and giving values. "Actually, I do have the funds," she admitted. She reached into her pockets. "Here's what I owe you."

Sally looked puzzled, her wallet blushing like a nervous, new newspaper.

Then Sally came inside for a nice glass of brandy.

THE END
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