'come on man,' continued the persistent Leonardo, 'don't be-a da retard-o, what's-a wrong-a wich-u-a? look-atta da sausages i bring for you?' and Leonardo held up a long blood sausage and gave Parker an imploring look in the eyes while raising his eyebrows coquettishly.
'Oh no, no, that's okay, no sausages anywhere in me -- no no -- no -- thank you Mr. Da Vinci, no.'
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