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'Oh I can tell you a story about that,' Grandpa Bertram exclaimed gleefully. 'It takes me back to my boyhood days, it does. Sit and listen!'
The old man leaned forward eagerly from his chair by the fire, as his grandson sat attentively on the floor. His eyes shining excitedly, old man Bertram began to speak:
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'"Roll up, roll up! Get 'em while they're hot!"
'It was a wet and windy day in East Ardougne, the perfect kind of day for selling hot food. And Honest Guv' Jim, the most successful merchant this side of the zoo, knew it better than anyone. Standing smugly behind a cart towering with steaming merchandise, and with a quick sideways sneer at the Sandwich Lady and her paltry selection of damp pastries, he yelled across the square again.
'"Pies! Real ugthanki meat. They'll spice you up, good 'n' proper! Get 'em before they're gone!"
'It wasn't long before his wooden vehicle was empty and his belt bag was full, so with a self-satisfied chuckle and a nonchalant flick of his winter cloak, he span on his heels and disappeared down the nearest alley towards home.
'Unnoticed against the lee-side of a house, I looked across the square. I despised Guv' Jim but I was in awe of how he always managed to sell his wares so fast. His prices were nothing out of the ordinary, yet his ridiculous tales of ugthanki meat and other ludicrous claims never failed to pull in gullible patrons, day after day.
'I knew that my mother, the Sandwich Lady, was far too honest to use such underhand tactics, yet our family was losing out in no small measure.
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31-Mar-2008 06:48:00
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Dreamweaver
