With his moustache en croc, and his shoebrush hair, I have rarely beheld a more sensual-looking desperado.
Yet if he openly pocketed a shoebrush and cloth, how explain this to the ever-incredulous Snorky?
If I comprehend a shoebrush under the class mammal, it does not thereupon become a milk-giver.
The man with the shoebrush hair and the rolls of fat at the back of his neck?
