Toe Jamm'd. Susan Berran
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Название: Toe Jamm'd
Автор: Susan Berran
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Учебная литература
Серия: The Freaky Series
isbn: 9780987295927
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“It’s probably a bit of hay in the cow manure. You know, like a splinter,” I said. We both decided it was probably easier to try the tweezers again anyway. So Jared tried grabbing it with them again, but the toe-jam just wouldn’t budge. It just kept mooshing up and moving around. We had another go at scrubbing it out with Miss Prissy Pants Smelly Melly’s toothbrush but it wouldn’t even flake.
“I don’t get it. Your other foot wasn’t that bad,” said Jared, now starting to sound very nervous.
We figured it just had to be really good quality sweat and cow dung in there. And probably the easiest way to shift it would be to get a bucket of water and soak it out. I slipped on a sock and then lifted the other foot off the floor to put that sock on when … ooohhh crap!
Crap was right. My toe-jam was back!! The foot we’d already cleared was packed solid with toe-jam again. But now it wasn’t just wedged between my toes, I couldn’t move them at all. The moist but crusty toe-jam covered in mouldy green fluff had formed a solid web between all of my toes. I could barely move them at all!
Jared gingerly reached over and touched the
‘new’ toe-jam …
“oww!! It bit me again!”
“Oh bull!” I said nervously, now starting to secretly worry. Maybe if I just used the tweezers to pull off some of the green fluffy stuff on top …
Zzzzap! An electric shock went right up through my arm. Jared was staring at me like I was some sort of experiment for ugly cream or something.
“What?” I asked him, just so he’d close his mouth to stop the dribble flowing down his chin. He said nothing, but his eyes were so wide that I thought they’d just drop right out of their sockets and roll about on the floor like two little ping-pong balls. I knew we were both thinking the same thing … there was something desperately wrong with my toe-jam. But neither of us wanted to say it out loud.
I tried to convince myself that maybe the zap was static electricity and Jared was on the same track.
We looked at each other. And without a word uttered between us, we both stretched out a finger as if they were some sort of long poisonous poker heading gingerly towards my toes. Closer and closer, slowly we edged ever nearer to the toe-jam. Then with less than a millimetrewards before contact …
Zzaaapp!!!
We both jumped higher than a kangaroo being poked in the butt with a lava-tipped javelin.
We were outta there!!
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