Rercalcitrix stormed into the medical office only of find the Meeter brothers tending to their wounds. With a mighty yell he charged the two, only to be met with a bucket of luke warm water in his face. the water washed the dung and leaves from his face reveling his handsome porcelain skin. "Gaaa... What is this vile concoction you have thrown in my face that feels ever so refreshing?"
"Its water with a bit of soap." said liter Meeter.
"Soapy water my only weakness," said Recalcitrix as he stumbled backward and out the door and on to the street falling in to a pile of dung, in which he vigorously rolled in, to repair the damage.
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