Skedaddle, exclaimed Susana. If you want to help, why don't you go to the shed and see if the chickens laid any more eggs in there. Now don't look so addlepated. Scram, but put on your galoshes first so your new patent leather shoes stay looking spic-and-span.
Oh, fiddle-fiddle, said Nancy Ann under her breath as she heard the screen door slam harder than she had intended. Just before she could grab her galoshes where she'd left them on the porch steps, Bowser snatched one and ran through the biggest mud puddle he could find!