“Mom! My toenails do not have fungus. I don’t need them to trim them,” फ्रेड screamed. A tall man greeted them. “Today we’re doing the regular,” Janet, Fred’s mom announced in her high pitched voice. “No we aren’t! No, no, no!” फ्रेड screeched. He picked up hair spray from the big shelf as soon as his mom left. “Don’t make me use it!” threatened Fred. “Would आप like a cookie, या some lemonade?” The tall man asked. फ्रेड grabbed for the कुकीज़ from where he was. The trey slid and burst on the ground. फ्रेड reached down and got a cookie. “Owwie! I’m gonna sue you...
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