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Instead of helping Jolly Solly, the monkey kept running to a corner of the stage and making growling noises

“What a dreadful racket!” he complained. “There’s no need to break the door down”

“Duckies!” he said. “Tatty duck! Mommy duck! Baby ducks!”

The brothers watched, horrified. Before they could do anything, the door opened, the old man stuck his head out — and the dreidel smacked straight into his hat

“One minute he looked too sick to move — and the next he was up like a shot. He must’ve been faking all along”

“Jolly Solly, why do you have scaffolding up?” asked Fishel